His name is Sir Edward Jacobson and he is to be my husband. Elizabeth Jacobson, hmm, I don’t like the sound of that. I mean he is a perfect gentleman and all but he is not the one that I love. Elizabeth Walker, now thats the name I wish for myself. Harrison Walker, a perfect gentleman and actually cares about me. He is perfect in all ways, except my father doesn’t think that he is worthy of my love. Only it’s to late, my heart already belongs to him. He is a 20 year old carpenter and is absolutely gorgeous.

It may only seem like a short time but, three weeks ago, was when I first met him and he turned my world upside down. It all started when my Father decided to go to a carpenter and buy a table and guess who was fortunate enough to go with him… me. At the time I didn’t realise that my life was about to change forever. We arrived and when I saw him, I knew that he was the one I wanted. I had to have him no matter the cost, so every few days when my Father went to check up on how the table was going, I made sure that I was the one to go with him. I have made plans to meet with him in secret soon.

Love Elizabeth xx

So here I am, 16 years old and am in waiting for a wedding that I don’t want to be apart of. It is unfair, why cant I choose a life for myself. the men get to choose everything in their life- who they want to marry, what career they want to pursue, whilst me, I have to have my life set out for me with me having no say whatsoever. Why cant I love who I want and be with who I want, its not fair.

From Elizabeth xx