THE MYSTERIOUS LOCKET

CHAPTER 1- A SUDDEN CHANGE IN LIFE

I hated it. Absolutely hate it. This horrible it is my life. My life is the worst anyone can have. First I had to live in a boarding house and now I live in my Aunt’s house as a servant.

Back to 1961 September 5th > > >

“Everyone hurry up, wear your day clothes and come down for breakfast,” yelled the old strict nun. It was the same routine every morning in the boarding house. ‘”Hurry up, hurry up children, you need energy to clean the house and serve us. Any hesitant children will be whipped and sent to the treadmill,” cackled another witchy nun, who was wearing a black cape which was as dark as a pitch, black cave. I rolled my eyes and dragged my self out from the common room to the dining room and sat down on a short, dirty stool. ” Morning Daisy,” said my cleaning partner. “Morning Stella,” I replied to her without eye contact. An ugly nun hobbled down the table aisle, pouring mushy peas, crusts of burnt bread, pieces of leftover sausages, rat bitten cheese and dirty water as a combination of porridge. I pushed my bowl of ‘porridge’ aside, which made the bowl smash to pieces. The witchy nun grabbed my ear and pulled me to the door of the room of punishment but stopped short on her tracks when there was a loud knock on the main door. A nun close to the door grunted and opened the door. There stood a lady with many diamond rings, a silk dress, a pair of satin gloves, a posh, red, leather handbag and hair which was swept into an elegant hairstyle. I was nothing in fashion compared to her. I wore rags and had dirty smudges on my face. That lady would be referred to as a ‘city lady’. “Is there a Daisy, a Daisy Stout?” the city lady said gently. Her voice was as sweet as a harp’s sound. “Yes,” replied a nun while frowning at me. “Well I’m her aunt and I would like to take her to live with me,” the city lady said with a louder voice. “No you cannot take Daisy, even if you are her aunt,” argued the nun. The city lady’s eyes grew wider and she ordered,” Give me her, you’re not even her proper owner.” The city lady’s voice was so overpowering no one could say no to her. “Yes mam, you may take her, I will pack her bags,” the nun sighed. My lips twisted into a smile. I thought,” FINALLY, I’LL HAVE A BETTER LIFE!” But I was wrong. I didn’t know what my aunt kept in store for me.