It started out like a pretty normal day, my sister and me, were playing out in the grass, full of for-get-me-nots, roses, daisies, and baby's breath, it was our favorite spot on the whole planet. Evie decided to pickup some mud And throw it at me. I picked up some and threw it back, it was a whole bunch of fun, until mother came in and ruined it all, "YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT GIRLS, THOSE WERE YOUR BRAND NEW CHURCH CLOTHES, YOU GIRLS HAVE DISGRACED THE LORD WITH YOUR NONSENSE!" our mother was a really repetitious catholic, and made us go to church every day, even then it wasn't open she'd make us sit on the steps and read chapters of the bible to each other, if we messed a word up, she would smack us with a ruler, and make us keep on reading it until the whole chapter was over, and every Tuesday and Thursday she would bring us to a fancy class that made us learn manners, and how to be good girls, I was put with this really handsome boy, his eyes were icy blue, and chocolate colored hair, he was the same age as me, he told me one day I was beautiful, my mother catched onto our conversations and stopped us from going to the class, but the worse thing that could happen is she puts us in the cold cellar in the basement when we were bad. She wouldn't feed us until we learned what was right or wrong, well, now I have time to tell you about my sister Evelyn, Evie for short. She looks kind of like the boy I told you about earlier except she has emerald eyes, as beautiful as could be, she also has long hair, me, well, I have dirty blonde hair, almost as long as Rapunzel's as I've heard in books, and I have gold eyes, My mother told me I was nothing but a sin, she called my sister the same. For some reason, we never cried. Until one fateful day, she finally let us out of the cellar, and she gave us some food, said she was sorry, I knew she wasn't, Evie didn't think she was being sincere, She wanted something from us, but we had nothing, but two things we kept from our real mother, two pure gold lockets, shaped into hearts, with our real mother's picture, our father's picture, Evie's picture, And mine, those were drawn when we were babies, our evil mother wanted to take them from us, she was going broke, she said, "YOU NEED TO GIVE ME THOSE LOCKETS, AFTER YOU RUINED YOUR CHURCH CLOTHES, I NEED TO BUY YOU NEW ONES WITH THE MONEY I GET FROM YOUR LOCKETS, AN EYE FOR AN EYE." She tried to rip them off of our necks, she didn't succeed, she fell backwards, her head hit the corner of the table, she started bleeding out on the floor, from then on, Evie and I picked up everything precious we could carry, we grabbed our evil mothers jewelry, the candelabras, and everything made of precious, sellable goods, clothes, blankets, two pairs of extra shoes and food, put them in a large satchel, there was a bible on the table where she hit her head, I picked it up and threw it on the ground where the blood was, picked it up and washed it off took it. Evie, the book and I ran to the main village. We finally escaped from Maleficent.
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The Girl Who Died, Inside.
FanfictionThis book will send you on a story of two girls who escape their evil catholic not really their mother, mother. she dies, and they have to fend for themselves, and the boy who was in her classes, she doesn't have a name yet, until chapter 3, don't g...
