Don't run away...

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"Ophelia where the hell are you?!" I quickly got dressed and ran down stairs "Yes mother?"
"Why haven't you finished your choirs and you know it's yes my lady not Mother. STUPID GIRL!"
I look down, trying not to cry I responded "Yes my lady I will start right away."
I get on my knees and started to scrub the floor with a toothbrush. She steps on top of me and slams me on the floor. She mumbles "Why did I have a stupid girl?"
I try not to cry or say a word, mother hates weak girls.
I hear a door slam.... with out a word...hmmm I wonder where she went... "shush mind you know I am not allowed to have feelings or thoughts!"
I took some pills that my psychologist give to not feel or think like a doll.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 28, 2017 ⏰

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