Such a sad story, so well-written. Miss Tina shows a surprising side of her great talent.
The Little Warrior
“Mummy, mummy, let me out! Let me out, mummy, let me out!” the little girl screamed as she pounded her tiny fists on the massive coal bin door. Locked in the chilly dank and dark room, she trembled with panic and terror at the thought of never being found.
She had been grabbed by the wrist, dragged down the cellar steps and across the cement floor to the dreaded dungeon. She fought all the way, little warrior that she was, but this served only to rile the mother even more. Not one part of her tiny body escaped the sharp blows wielded by the crazed, diabolic parent.
The heavy door creaked and moaned as it was pried open. An icy cold draft slapped her across…
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