Coppice

"IT'S IMPOSSIBLE MOTHER!" a familiar voice yelled. It's weird, that voice sounded familiar, but it wasn't Elizabeth or the maid. I felt confusion as I listened to the whispers outside my door. It seemed like just a few minutes ago I was laying back against my old mattress listening to my clock ticking when now, I was laying in a fluffy white bed listening to the strange whispers outside the peculiar room I was in.