Teenage Years Part Five:

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       When I got dragged into the private room she sat me in a chair and tied a rope around me. I wondered what she was doing but then I saw her walking to the fire place and that's when I really started to freak out. She had a branding stick on the side of the fireplace hanging. She picked it up and put it in the fire.  I watched her suspiciously and she took the branding stick out of the fire and started walking towards me. I had a tear rolling down my cheek knowing what was about to happen. When she got about a foot closer to me there was a knock on the door. I slowly took a breath of relief. Knowing that the moment would be back soon. She went and answered the door and I heard a voice that I recognized but couldn't picture.

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