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Post by witch on Feb 10, 2015 15:29:43 GMT 10
Her father glanced at her, shaking his head to himself wanting nothing more then to call his daughter over but knew it best he didn't instead he simply said: "Why don't you go off now? I'm sure you have better things to do then stand round watching us eat."
She cringed again at his hands, the words meaning little, she had gotten used to the words. Instead she simply nodded her head. "Yes sir, I... strive t...t...t.. better but know I fail." she whispered
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Post by ladyofmusic on Feb 10, 2015 15:34:07 GMT 10
She curtsied low, bowing her head even further, closing her eyes tightly as she silently made her way downstairs only to come back up them to her siblings and mothers room to hang their new clothes up before going back downstairs.
"You beyond fail, you're disgusting, the only men who'll have you will be the beggers on the streets and even then only cause they're desperate
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Post by witch on Feb 10, 2015 15:40:10 GMT 10
"Well, have you done everything?" her stepmother voiced. 'If not stop wasting time, I will not have you standing round all the time. You're like a shadow looming over this place enough as it is."
"Y..yes sir." she breathed. "W...w..what can do...m...m..make better?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Feb 10, 2015 15:41:28 GMT 10
"I have ma'am, I have done all that you asked me to do thus far..." She said, bowing yet again
"Nothing, die, your corpse will be better looking when its rotted"
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Post by witch on Feb 10, 2015 15:45:07 GMT 10
"Then get out of my sight and do not be in it again until the morn"
Upon hearing this the tears did come. A bite on anger filling her. "Why not j...just kill?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Feb 10, 2015 15:51:57 GMT 10
She ran off up to her bedroom, relieved that she was allowed to rest until the morning, collapsing into her bed with a large heavy sigh "Mother, how can I carry on doing this..." She said softly, looking to the photo of her and her mother which sat next to her bed.
"And get into trouble over you, is that what you want? You want me locked up so you're left here to starve and rot in your own shit!"
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Post by witch on Feb 10, 2015 15:59:39 GMT 10
"N..no different t..t..then now" Emma stated the boldness still stirring though most of it had gone over the years. She strived to keep that one small spark within her though she knew it was slowly dying out.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Feb 10, 2015 16:00:51 GMT 10
He held her face under water, beating her arse hard
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Post by witch on Feb 10, 2015 16:02:59 GMT 10
She screamed into the water, fighting him as her noise and mouth filled with water, giving her the drink she had wanted and much more.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Feb 10, 2015 16:07:08 GMT 10
He pulled her up, dragging her back downstairs he left her at the foot of the basement stairs, throwing new clothes down to her before slamming the door shut
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Post by witch on Feb 10, 2015 16:12:57 GMT 10
The echo sounded throughout the room as she was once again locked in the darkness. The sort out the clothes knowing her body to still be wet and placed them beside were she slept. It was simply more rags with which she had formed something of a bed. Her body suddenly gave out on her and she slept.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Feb 10, 2015 16:17:18 GMT 10
A month later Christine was packing the bags, having to constantly redo it as the sisters either took great pleasure in watching her do so or were truly unsure of what to take and what to leave to be sold once the family moved
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Post by witch on Feb 10, 2015 16:22:26 GMT 10
"Would you hurry it up already? You have the WHOLE room to pack and you've not even started on the clothes." One sister giggled. "And IF you want to take anything you'd better find a small carry on cause that's all YOU'LL be aloud to take."
Emma's life on the other hand was still pretty much the same though she had grown a little slowly coming into herself, it was partly thanks to a new small, tiny white friend who had taken her under his....umm...tail.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Feb 10, 2015 16:32:03 GMT 10
"Yes Miss," she said softly, closing her eyes as she composed herself quickly, going over to the wardrobe she took out the next load of clothing, sorting through under her sisters ever watching eyes.
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Post by witch on Feb 10, 2015 16:35:46 GMT 10
"God a snail would move faster then you do." they went on before turning to each other "So what do you think it will be like there? I wonder if Mama could get us into that new club'
Emma sat talking to her tiny friend brushing her hair with the small comb he had fashioned for her with a small branch and his teeth.
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