Her Scars

Chapter 2

The door creaked as I walked out to do the things mother had asked me to. As I walked quickly and silently down the path I slipped on the rocks but I continued carrying back the logs mother needed for the day. Since the morning the rain hadn't stopped this made work difficult and mother more cranky. Normally I loved the rain but at this particular moment it made my work more difficult. I put down the logs for a small while and looked at my hands that were stinging I had slightly burnt them while I was cooking the food. I was just wearing a white plain dress it was entirely soaked I had nothing else to wear and I was getting late.
I knew I shouldn't be late and I seriously had tried hurrying back but with a sprained ankle and a burnt hand I couldn't help it.
As I tried limping back I already heard mother screaming my name she could see me now and she had nothing but a large frown on her face and her eyebrows were raised. If a person can actually have smoke coming out their ears she would be like that.
"SERENE WHERE ARE YOU?" she shouted.
As I walked in she screamed "HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU TO HURRY UP!"
I just stay silent and lowered my head she was always like this. I waited for a second hoping praying she wouldn't do anything else. SLAP! She slapped me right across my face her hands left a big red mark on my cheeks Even if I hurt my legs I was wrong I deserved to be shouted at and hit. Like mother always said
I should be lucky that she gives me food and a roof over my head. But I didn't know she was wrong and that they were better things here than this place.
I went back to work I put the logs in the fireplace and put them on fire. I then cleaned and tidied the whole cottage I went to get some food from the market to cook and then cooked a meal for mother and I.
It was just us two hear mother told me to do the work she said she was too busy working and makimg money for us then to cook and clean all day. She was right I knew she was but why did I always feel like i didn't deserve this and wished for a better life. I was only 10 and mother said She knows best. So I believed her but also day dreamed about someone talking me far and far away then here. After all the work I was tired and so I slept on the floor and put my blanket on to get some sleep. I knew that sleep wasn't going to change anything but it gave me a break at least so I slept. I slept peacefully even though I knew tommorow will be the exact same. I would have to work all day again regardless of what happens because I owed mother that for giving me a place to stay at.

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