ROSE
“Knead the flour like you have hands, i***t,” Matilda snapped at me.
Mrs Francisca, the kitchen head wasn’t around, so this witch was in her place. I tried my best not to let her get to me, but it was proving to be difficult.
The whole process was a nightmare, and there was not nothing I couldn’t do to stop the whole pain. My whole heart was hurting and I was scared of everything that was happening. There must be a way to make sure that none of these things got to me, but it was getting increasingly difficult to achieve this.
I felt nothing but pain as I handled the work orders that was highlighted to me. The whole thing was giving me so much stress, and I was trying not to let it get the best of me. I just needed to be strong and everything would be fine. I was sure of it.
I kne
