Shadow

I was sent to live with my aunt, and every day I was like an unpaid servant, doing the laundry, cooking, and cleaning.

Whenever I rebelled on a whim, all I got was another beating.

Until one day, as I knelt on the ground, covered in bruises, I suddenly looked up and laughed.

In the moment my aunt hesitated, I spat blood all over her face.

Her whole family panicked.

[Written a long time ago. Please go easy on me.]

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