I loved reading stories but my master was wanting me to be a slave. I was not so sure, yet he was my master. I begged to give me back my book but the more I begged him the more he refused. Which made thing a lot worse. He put the book in a drawer and locked it up, and demanded me to make the furnaces hotter. I worked and I worked!
A few months later..
Oh I wish I didn't need to sweep the chimney again. GRR!
Oh stupid clod… hey what about my hair clip. Why yes, that's how!!!...
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