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    Fundamentalists – (Chapter: 2 Walk Tall You're A Daughter)

    Story written on January 6, 2010 by Chewy.
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    BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

    　

    Smashing my hand into my alarm clock, I groan at being woke up. I would love to sleep in all day and do absolutely nothing for a change.

    Looking over to see the time, I realize its 5:30am. The sun is not even up but yet again I am.

    　

    BAM! BAM! BAM!

    “Spencer get up. We have a lot to do today” Sarah exclaims. She’s my father fifth wife, and his youngest.

    　

    I grumble some sort of reply to her before rolling out of bed to take a shower. Grabbing my towel and clothes, I make my way to the bathroom. Once inside I lock the door and start up the shower. Turning the radio on, the room fills with music. It’s the chorus.

    　

    ~Walk tall your daughter, a child of God. Be strong – please remember you are. Try to understand, you’re part of his great plan. He’s closer than you know. Reach up he’ll take your hand~

    　

    This use to be my favorite song. I always thought it was trying to instill self worth into me and others like me. We sang it all the time in choir during Young Women meetings every Wednesday night. Hearing the song now makes me think its more like everything else they teach us.

    　

    ~Long before the time you can remember. Our father held you in his arms so tender. Those loving arms released you as he sent you down to earth. He said “My child I love you. Don’t forget your great worth~

    　

    The chorus starts up again, but I can’t stand to listen to it anymore. Flipping the radio off, I dry off before getting dressed in my usual attire. I was feeling a bit more adventuress today so I have my calve length dress on. Opting not to blow-dry my hair, I pull it up into a ponytail instead.

    　

    Finally ready to start my day, I’m met by all the women in our household. They all seem giggly and excited. I just wonder what sort of torture they have come up with for me today.

    　

    Taking the steps slowly down towards them, I do my best to slow down time. I fail greatly at this and I curse God for making these crazy rules for us to live by.

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