2 The King

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John's father didn't treat his staff very well. He didn't care about their well-being. The only thing he cared about was himself.

His mother on the other hand use to treat everyone with respect. She believed that even doing the smallest good deeds made a difference.

The people from all over the land loved his mother. She was so generous and kind.

She mysteriously disappeared a few years ago.

Ever since she left crime rate has increased and the kingdom fell into poverty.

John could still hear her crying and screaming in my bedroom at night. He sat on my king sized bed and laid down sinking into the silky fabric.

Everything was silent until a soft knocking flooded the room. John cleared his throat.

 “Come in.”

A female walked in wearing a maid outfit. “Sir, your father wishes to speak with you.”

John rolled his eyes and sat up. “Very, well tell him I'll be down shortly.”

She shook her head. “You don't understand Sir. He would like to see you now.”  She said this sounding slightly panicked.

“Alright lead the way.”

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