Chapter four: A bad memory

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I was only seven years old in the flashback. My mom tried to force to do chores at the age of seven. "She's only seven years old Winter. You can't make a seven year old do—" Mother whipped Aria across the cheek, leaving a large scratch across Aria's cheek.

"Are you okay Aria?" I asked Aria as I offered her a hand. She accepted and I helped her up. "Marianne, you know the punishments for—"

"Yah, I know. Take all of my money..." I know there was one more but I can't remember actually what it is at the moment.

I shot out of bed, feeling my body to make sure I'm not seven years old. Okay, I'm not. Thank goodness. I looked at my alarm clock, it was 11:33. I know it was only a dream but I know that it was also a memory as well, I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.

Two more days until I start my first day of school...

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 01, 2022 ⏰

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