Misrepresentation Teenage Girls

A cruel wicked man did not come to mind when I first laid my gaze upon Adolf. I was fooled by his seductive smirk which had me caught in his inescapable trap since the first moment we made eye contact. Harmless I thought of him. As his photographers assistant I was quite the unexpected choice of lady for him, not famous nor excessively wealthy. Just a poor innocent young convent girl reeled in to the isolated lonely depressing life that followed. For the next 16 years people assumed I lived in luxury while others suffered under my husband’s command. No, no not in the slightest. Quite the opposite. I was alone. So alone. I spent my life waiting for a man whom I never really knew. The countless days I spent worried absolutely sick of what my husband’s fate would be for that day, I really did spend majority of my life waiting for him. Waiting for his arrival, waiting for his letters, waiting for his call. Waiting. My cousin would often give me company on the isolated mountains I was summoned to, but still her company alone did not fulfil my needs. All this time alone got me thing and questioning and realising. I did not love him. No longer I was under his spell. I often thought what if I ran? No he would find me, hunt me down like a predator after its prey. What if I ran so far though he would never find me? He would search all the crevices and cracks in the world, but still never come face to face with me again. My only escape from this hell I was living was heaven. Heaven I dreamed of each lonely cold night. I dreamed of a world where I would be set free from this cage. But then I couldn’t leave this world in the hands of my husband. What would he do to it? Destroy it even more so than it already is. So I had a scheme, a plan, which would succeed. I used my charm and persuasive words against him. Fantasising, explaining to him a way to escape from this life. And he fell for it. He fell for my trick. Now we are safe, we are all safe, and free. I am away from the mountains who knew me far too well, the loneliness I once felt. You are all safe from a man who was so powerful, a mass dictator, a mad man, who fell for his wife’s master plan that would be the end of all his.