Almost

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~Elizabeth's POV~

My mother came downstairs to see if I made breakfast. My mother is pure evil. She looks normal but don't let that fool you she is the Devil. ( I know the Devil personally and he's nicer then her. He taught a class of dark magic for me.)

"Elizabeth!" shrieked my mother pulling me from my thoughts.

"Yes mother, what is it?" I said trying to sound happy.

"Where is my breakfast, you worthless bitch?" my mother snapped at me.

"Mother your breakfast is almost done." Shit I said 'ALMOST' I cursed at myself for being so stupid.

"Almost" my mother said in a sweet voice. Oh No I'm in deep shit now, if you don't know my mother thats good. She has long brown hair, light brown eyes, and is about 5'4 feet tall. Whenever my mother uses her sweet voice its when she's mad, no beyond mad.

*SLAP*

My eyes are tearing, tears are threatening to escape my eyes but I don't let them fall I will only get another slap.

"Finish making my food you whore!" mother yelled in my face.

"Yes ma'm" I quickly said and scurried to fix her plate with breakfast. "Here's your food mother" I said almost a whisper. I gave her the plate of food and stood there in front of her waiting for orders.

"Don't stand there like a dumbass and go work on your fucking spells!" she barked at me. I quickly went upstairs before she could change her mind. I walked to the mirror, I saw her handprint across my right cheek. My right cheek was red but I quickly dismissed the pain when I touched my cheek and went to practice my spells.

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The next chapter you are going to meet a new person and the hitting of Elizabeth by her mother may or may not stop. Sorry of its short again.

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