The Runaway Bride(part 1)

Marriage as the internet defines is the legal or formal recognized union of two people as partners in a personal relationship. No where in the definition does it say you need to love the person your with nor does it say they need to feel like your soulmate. Hell you don't even have to know them before hand at least that was my case.

In Greek Mythology Zeus was afraid that humans were to powerful. They were given arms and four legs. Zeus seeing this decided to separate them into two different beings, creating soul mates. Your probably wondering why I'm telling you this story. The significant is soulmates are stronger together which I believe is part of the reason people spend years searching for them. Some people such as myself don't have soulmates. That doesn't make me stronger or weaker it just means the universe knew something I didn't.

My husband wasn't my soulmate if anything he was the monster under the bed when I was a little girl. I'm terrified of him. I was forced to marry a stranger that I didn't get to meet until a day before the wedding. When we first meet he was nice but immediately after the wedding he changed for the worse. A month after the wedding I ran away.

Your probably wondering why I didn't just file for a divorce. In the religion my family practice your suppose to stay with your "other half" until you both are d**d. If the women d*es before the man, the man can not move on. They have to wait until they are both passed and restart a new life. So divorce wasn't an option unfortunately. My only choice was running away. I will still be shunned but that's even if they find me and I don't think they will. So lets get to what the plan was.

The Plan:

1) Have Money. I had about 20,000 dollars saved for college but I can see now that college wasn't a choice so I'm gonna put it to good use. I took out all 20,000 and when they asked why I lied and told them me and my husband are gonna buy a house and needed it as collateral. So plan one was out of the way.

2) Change my Appearance. My hair was long past my butt and black so my option was to buy bleach and give me semi-blond hair. I cried when I cut it seeing my long beautiful black hair now be a gross semi- blond semi-orange short mess but it will have to do. I bought makeup and wore enough to look like the rest of society. See our religious values natural looks so no makeup, no hair dye, and defensibly no surgeries. Yet here I am doing two of those three things Valma(our version of god) would get sick looking at me. Lastly I bought new clothes.

3) Find a place as far away as possible from New York(the state where my a**hole husband is)The furthest place I could think of was Alaska. So I got a one way ticket to Alaska and found a fairly cheap house for rent and packed the most important things I needed My Birth Control, The Money, The Ticket, and my IDs/Passport and the clothes I bought. I stepped on the plane and I am now in Alaska.

That was the end of the plan. I did everything by myself and I didn't have a single idea if anyone was looking for me. Its been a week but yet the fear was still there what if he is looking for me, what if he already found me, what if.....What if is my enemy right now. What if is a powerful two words. Its something people probably think and contemplate their whole lives what if I don't get the job, what if I don't get promoted. My what ifs are a little more life threatening, scary.

For now I am free to do what I please. I can kiss anyone I so choose, or just walk into a bar and not be afraid that my husband will find out and hurt me later. I cant wait to see what amazing things I will be able to do in my life considering that I am a single female in Alaska. I just hope it no one finds out where I am but until then this is the ending of my story happy and content with myself...(to be continued)