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It is a shame that I can tell that I do not meet your standards. I can tell how much you care for me compared to your Blood. Each time you arrive from one of your trips you hand them everything to them and acknowledged them with gifts and money and yet I am given chores along with sarcasm. I do not talk to you nor you me, when you do speak to me it is either condemning and as you call it 'teasing' but I do not see it as such. Whenever I ask for such things as money or a trinket I receive the look of a pest or rustic. I receive the look as if I were a thief! Am I not the one that lives under your roof who has obeyed every word without question

The Sorceress Headmaster Gidion knew something up the moment two of his academy's staff came rushing into his office. His hair was stained with white. He pushed  his glasses back he knew exactly why they were in his office. "Headmaster, you have to do something  about Keira ." replied  Ghant. Ghant was in his mid forties with blond hair and blue eyes. "What has she done this time?" asked the headmaster who was tired. "She has burnt the drapes in in the class room." "Not only that but I'm afraid that she won't pass her test, sure she is a sweet girl but she shrinks under pressure and  her magic is uncontrollable at that point that she will

Precious is time That I get to spend Time with you I sit by you Holding your wrinkled Hand as you slip away You were my biggest Fan and my biggest Supporter and you Will always remain To be so I have so much Regret that I did Not spend very Much time with you As I would have Liked to I have so many Memories of you That I can not help But write about it I missed the days Where I was a Child You would always Make me Mac n cheese And give me crackers With butter on them There are no Words to express How much I Miss you And how much I miss to hear Your voice either To read me a story Or to ask who I am You leave me

The Locked Door Alice sat in the back of her mother's purple honda, listening to her music when out of no where here younger brother, Kyle hit her with his green teddy bear named Sour. How her brother came up with Sour, Alice did not know. She glared at Kyle as the black haired boy only laughed and tried to hit her again. "Sour doesn't like you." Kyle said. "Well, I don't like Sour either." Alice responded annoyed. "Mom, can me and Will change spots?" "Ha! Not going to happen." Came her elder brother's voice groggy as he had woke from his nap. "Mom, please." Alice begged. "I think it will be good for both of you to stay." said her mother.

5 Poisoned The trio stood before ten graves as it was Clain's idea to bury Red Foot's men. Ryver couldn't help look at Clain confused. In Feria if someone tried to kill you, you killed them before they did you, but in Fraueth it was different or at least Clain was different. He stared at his companion again as the tall figure was looking at the graves when he winced and rubbed his side again. "Maybe we should rest." He suggested.  Clain looked at him. "No, I'm good, we should continue for a bit then rest." Reluctantly Ryver agreed as they mounted their horses and began to ride this time Rvyer kept an eye on his friend. Clain shook his head.