a whistle in the woods

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My Mother was cruel well she is not really my mum. She is my step mother who killed my father with no remorse and had gotten away with such violence. I guess alot of you are wondering how and why she murdered hum , well he was quite rich to be fair. We lived in a grand house and she wanted it all to herself and all of his money so one night with sudden savageness she killed him in his sleep and for a sudden moment his dreams turned to nightmares. My life has now been turned to a black hole . Whoever I love \ care for dispersers right before me just like my farther .6:30am it was quite early and I was watching the cleared water drops of the rain fall down the window . Before I knew it my step mother dashed into the room and yelled at the top of her voice.
Stepmother= right I have had enough of you lazy ness last night you were ment to collect the wood form the woods \outhouse .
Stepsister= yes liyl you were ment to collet it you lazy hobo .
By the way my name is liyl.
Liyl=well I don't want to help out you horrid losers you have made my life a misery I hate you all .
I used all my streanth and shoved my fat pig of a step mother out and slaked my door in her face .
Stepmother =go and fetch it now.
With great attitude,I answered with "wth fine hag".
I chucked my slippers on and ran out to the woods . suddenly there was a noise and I followed it .
TO BE CONTINUED ........

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