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The Handmaid: A Short Story

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Romans suck. Let's just get it all out there. A life shouldn't involve trying to please a parent that hates you by killing things. But you know, that's insane to think that you could please a parent without doing stuff for them every few hours. I was sitting on the cabin couch when I got the news. I was tired and hoping that it was all a dream. My life? Oh yeah, that thing every one says I have. Yeah, that just turned upside down. Everything that I have called normal for 4 years is now considered a lie. A lie that I have lived and tried to succeed. After all the demons and 'almost deaths', it was for nothing. "Cassiopeia. We have some news for you." A man with hair covering his eyes and a tight suit said, walking up to me. His hair was just …show more content…

I never liked Minerva because I was an 'outcast' and she wanted to make my life hell for being one. I was always off killing demons for her or going on 'adventures' to get stuff for her. It had become my job to please her. Of course, you wanted her to like you. She was your parent. She was a goddess and you worshiped her, daughter or …show more content…

Yeah. No." I said firmly planting myself deeper into my pillow and placing my book in front of my face. The man cleared his throat before taking my book and closing it (Without a bookmark may I add! Horrible choice man! You shall die for this act! ). He placed the book in between his elbow and side before snapping his fingers to show a suitcase with all of my belongings at the end of the bed. A warlock? What the heck?! They are banned from certain parts of camp and this happens to be one! Get out! He pushed my book into the piles of clothes and zipped up the suitcase swiftly. Placing it next to me, he pulled me out of bed. But in doing so, I realized his eyes with the parting of his hair from the movement. They were a dark sapphire blue, almost black, and they were almost like they were the sapphires themselves by the way they shined. "Hey! Let go of me!" I screeched as he quickly pulled me over his shoulder, grabbed my bag, and took me outside. He gently let me down and I grabbed my bag, trying to run back into the cabin only to find that he hexed it. "Can't go back in. Your real self has been discovered. You are to leave and report to Camp Half-Blood immediately." He said before moving his hands delicately to reveal what looked like a door to another place in a whole other part of the world. My brain was flushed out. I couldn't think straight but then one thing entered my mind, my

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