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Whack! "You are a pathetic excuse for a servant!" Jen yelled as she hit me. "How do you expect anyone to like you if you can't even mop the floor!" I stood there and stayed quite. If I talked back she would criticize me more. "Answer me you maggot!" As she slapped me again. "You mop this floor or so help me I'll mop it with your face." Jen said in a deep growling voice. "Yes" I said in a quite tone. "Ya you will." Jen said, I could feel her stare heavily on me. "You will make this floor spotless by tomorrow." Jen said as she walked into the other room. Yes, spotless... I thought. Then maybe I'll get more rations. Life was hard in the Saramore household. Especially for a servant like me. But tomorrow I'll make it better. I always told myself. I'll make tomorrow a better day. I worked late till 3:00a.m in the morning mopping and waxing the kitchen floor. I slowly made my way to the attic to my room where I could lay on my pad and rest. I was to tired too contemplate my day. I quickly fell into a deep deep sleep.

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