A Day In The Life Of A Workhouse Worker
The next morning Clarissa woke up with a great big yawn and looked around the decrepit room at spotted the old trunk she had put the money in.She got out of the hard bed and took out her workhouse uniform.-a greyish ankle high skirt which was once white and a bow pleated creamy beige coloured blouse. Both of which were quite high on her. Her clothes were tattered in various areas due to the fact that they had never been changed ever since Clarissa had come to the orphanage at the age of 7.
After putting on her clothes she checked once again to see if the pouch was there.After seeing something golden sparkle in the trunk, she decided to put her nightclothes and cape on top of it carefully examining to see whether some of the other children had seen her whilst turning or tossing in the uncomfortable bed
She began to take off her clothes and pulled the blouse over her head. She then tied the lace behind her and put on her skirt. She began walking over the creaky floorboards CREAAK CREAK and opened the door.Afte walking down the long hallway and smiling at familiar faces,she stopped to give way to a plump lady on the dilapidated oak stairs. The plump and short lady laboriously made her way up the stairs and somewhat resembled a penguin because of her hunched back and waddling manner.
"G'day Madame Oswald", said Clarissa with a smile on her face
The old lady gave a grimace and tightened her grip on the wooden spoon she was holding.
'Obviously seeing me happy made her angry', thought Clarissa.
The women pushed her away whilst making her way up the second to last step.
Nothing could ruin Clarissa's mood on such a great day. Not even Madame Oswald or Madame Crossdale no matter how unpleasant they were to be around.
To be continued ;0...
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The Secrets Of A Teenage Spy
FantasyClarissa Maxwell is a teenage spy living in the victorian era.When she is not travelling all around the world on missions,she lives in a barbaric workhouse with two callous women constantly watching over her. Life can be hard when you have a secret...
