All the Silenced Girls

First came the ballgowns and the beheadings.

Six wives of Henry the eighth, and divorce or death were brought upon all but one...

Catherine of Aragon, he loved you, but you failed to produce a son, as the need for masculinity will always surpass compassion.

Beauty is a must, and silence is ideal, for those who dared to speak would suffer the consequences. 

Witch trials, witch hunts, all the wicked things for the wicked, wicked women who were a little too loud. Too proud.

If I am not proud of my femininity, than what good am I as a girl? If I'm too bold, too fierce, too strong, then I cannot be normal.

From ballgowns to bikinis, from hiding our bodies to being forced to show them, we have suffered far too long.

If you see my body as a rose to be picked and trimmed and put into a tidy, neat little vase, then I know you'll only use me for your convenience. Be silent, you say. But I won't.

For if my body is a rose, then the thorns will be my anger, and you will suffer my wrath for all the girls who have been silenced.

Posted in response to the challenge Spring: Writing Contest.

wildcat

VT

14 years old

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