As if now, you would think that I would hate being a slave. Well, not exactly.
You see, being a slave has it perks. I know, stupid, right? First off, you, uh, you... I got nothing. I was in my room thinking of ways to keep my mind awake. So far, I was practically asleep. Last night we arrive back in England. I saw my mom and dad. It was very intimidating, but we soon left for our plane. On the way out, I saw that they had a small toddler, tagging along.

What the... Did my mom get pregnant? Whoa. That was totally uncalled for.

The plane ride home was very- oh, what's the word? Acceptable? Sure, I'll go with that. It was calm and quite, to my liking.

Again, here I am in my bed, what could go wrong? Oh, I don't know, the sound of thumping footsteps, pacing above me? Yah, there's something. As much as I wanted to go upstairs and hex the person pacing, I lay there, counting how many times they step. There! Finally something to keep me awake!

After a short while, the pacing stopped. I heard shouts erupting from the upstairs room. It sounded like Collins. He yelled some profanities at what I thought was Mrs. Higginbothom. That would I soon find out that I was very much wrong.

In the morning, which to me was about 5:00Am, I realized that there was another person in the kitchen. Quickly, I grabbed the thing closet to me, which happened to be a pillow, and walked toward the kitchen.

A girl with long red hair and green eyes stood at the stove, preparing some type of meal. Her eyes darted toward me and she stopped what she was doing. She flashed me a pearly white smile and greeted me with a friendly 'Hello'.

I soon came to notice that she had a black eye and bruises and scars trailing up her arms. She noticed me looking and quickly folded her arms, still smiling.

"My name's Lindsey! I'm the new maid here." She told me. "Hazel Sellstorm," I said. "What happened to your arms?"
Her smile turned into a frown.

"Last night was very unexpected. Collins found me in his yard. I was trying to investigate a a case for my boss, but he found me. He took me up and interrogated me, asking me why I was here. I wouldn't answer, so he beat me." She said.

I felt bad for this girl. Collins only beat me when I talked out when I wasn't talked to.

I gave her one of my genuine smile, a rare sight for others.

"Well, we may have just met, but if you need help with navigating around the castle, let me know!" I said. I was excited and curious to why Collins would get a new slave.

I went back to bed. I was beyond tired. I honestly didn't care if I'd be beat, I just couldn't keep my eyes open. It felt like weights were pulling my eyelids down. Soon my feet slowed an my knees weakened. Ugh, too tired.

I made it to my bed. I flopped onto the white duvet, not bothering to pull it over my body. I let exhaustion wash over me, like a blanket of darkness. Soon I fell into a dreamless sleep.

A golden light filled my room. It shone in my eyes. I had a weak attempt to pull the duvet over my ead, but it felt as if someone was siting on the end if my bed. Slowly, I opened my eyes to be greeted by the bright light that filled my room. A red an green paper wrapped box sat at the end of my bed. Is it Christmas or something?

I sat up and rubbed my eyes. What day is it?

I pulled the box toward me. The smooth paper had a welcoming feeling to it. I swiftly tore it apart, littering my bed with wrapping paper. Inside the box was a laptop! Holy crap!

I ran downstairs. I wanted to know what's going on. Mrs. Higginbothom greeted me with a smile.

"I hope you liked your gift. But be aware, we can monitor, scan, and look at deleted and non-deleted history. You have access to only websites we approve of. So no social media of any sort. We also have a game for you to play on in your spare time. Have you heard of 'The Sims 4'?" She asked. I nodded my head, eager to get a hold of the game. "Well, it's already in your computer." She finished.

"Why are you guys doing this?" I asked.

She chuckled, clearly amused. "Hazel, it's Christmas."

I quickly thanked her and ran to my room. I plugged in the laptop and began to play The Sims4.

A/N:
Hey guys! I haven't updated in freakish ever, so I decided, Wtf, why not? I planned I upload this on Christmas, but I was feeling nice. Also, can y'all vote on chapter eight? It has none, so I feel kind of embarrassed. Also, I appreciate the people who commented in chapter eight about Black Butler! It's a cool show, y'all should check it out! Love y'all, bye!
~M