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Post  Guest on Tue May 08, 2012 7:18 pm

So I wrote this story eons ago. It's lame but whatever, this section needed a topic.


The chance of rain today would stop the afternoon festivities. The wonderful and grand lunch that Mrs. Rowling planned would not go on as she had hoped, if she were to place out her tables filled with French gourmet food they would all parish under the heavy rain fall, the lovely dresses and big hats the women wear would not be able to stand up against the strong winds from the south or the hail from the north. I am happy in a sense that I will not have to put on a happy face and serve those who do not deserve the clothes on their backs, but I shall go on with it because that is my job and as Mrs. Rowling would say "The only reason I exist is to serve those of higher power, not to be treated as a princess" Though she is wrong for tonight because I will be treated like a princess, not in the sense that I will live in a grand room filled with gold and silver, with servants kissing the dirt I walk on, but in the sense that there is not so called "Greater Power" to make me get them over expensive wine's from the kitchen, No not tonight at least. I will get to spend my night reading and enjoying my time with out commands.

As if Mrs. Rowling has read my thoughts, she seems to always find a way to ruin my perfect dreams.

"Anne! Get down here right now!" I heard Mrs. Rowling below from down the steps.

With my thoughts on a bitter hold I slowly walk down the stair case to find Mrs. Rowling standing in the archway to great room. I do not know what she could possibly want from me, I have done everything I needed to do for the day. I walk over to her.

"Yes, Mrs. Rowling?" The words I say come out with respect for my authorities, but the words in my head are dreadful almost sinister that they would make even the bravest man flinch without conscious of himself.

"Well you see Anne, I have called you down here to tell you that your work will not be needed for the luncheon tonight, because it's not going to go on this after noon, Now before you go thinking that you're going to spend the night by yourself doing whatever you freaks do in your down time I would like to inform you that John has set up all the tables for the lunch and placed out all the food, now do you know what is going to happen if it stays out there threw the heavy rain Ms. Willows? It's going to turn to mush and all my money and pride will be washed out with the rain. I would ask my dear and loyal John to go and get them but he is dreadfully tired from hauling all the heavy loads onto the field and trying to dose off. So I suggest that you shall honor his fatigue and go and get everything in yourself. Oh did you hear that? Sounds like lightening! Oh well you better hurry Mrs. Willowswe wouldn't want you to get hurt would we?"

And then she leaves with her forever evil laugh and leaves me with a job to do, a ruined evening, and a crushed heart.

But I am ever so used to her sick twisted ways, if I was to yell at her and stand up for myself matters would have been made worse. My loyalties lie in my authority it always will, because that's the way life for a poor girl goes, and is the way it always will. I have chosen to live with Mrs. Rowling, as she has chosen to hire me and pay me for the works I do, Shall I expect her to pay me for yelling at her and telling her what an awful witch she is? No matter how unjust the orders are to her limited pay, I will. That is the life I was brought into and it is the life I shall live in. Forever until the moment my heart skips the last beat. Is it completely immoral and wrong you may ask? Why of course it is, it is only because I am a women. A poor women. My choices are not made by me, They are made by the man of the Rowling's which are filtered threw Mrs. Rowling to make them worse for me, and humor for their twisted minds.

Even though I am dreading going out into the dark and windy rainfall to load in Mrs. Rowling's back inside, She will most likely not let me take another breath before do my assigned jobs. I have no yet described Mrs. & Mr. Rowling to my readers, Though I am sure you have caught on to their personalities already. Mrs. Rowling is a stout and rather bulky women of about 46, Her jaw line was hard, her cheeks were almost sunk into her face, and her lips were tight and small on her face. One could not call her pretty, nor could they could not call her ugly either she was somewhat average, it is possible that she could have been handsome in her day but for now she was just a middle aged rich women. Mr. Rowling was tall and scruffy looking. He had a large head filled with gray hairs, a thick deep narrow brow, and a beard that he only trimmed on Sundays. He was 57. Mr. Rowling is not attractive physically, and is no smarter than plank of wood, but he is from a family of wealth, So he might was well be a genius.

Some may say that they are good, handsome people who derserve good things to come to them. But I would never agree with them, for I know the Rowling's better than they know themselves.

It does not matter that they have endless amounts of money and nice things, If you look at them, if you really look deep into the lights of their eyes you may be able to see that there is not light, there is no passion, they are lifeless people without meaning to the world they live in. No matter how much money they have, or servants to feed them, they will never be good people in my eyes. Never.

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Post  A page in time on Fri May 11, 2012 12:02 pm

Why does everyone use "Anne" as the main character's name? Lawl.Good story. What grade did you write that in?

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Post  Guest on Fri May 11, 2012 1:59 pm

Because it's simple. :-? Erm, 8th grade. tongue

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