The mysterious figure
All my life the only thing I've wanted was a family. My parents died when I was young; my dad was murdered and my mum died of childbirth."Megan," the voice of my social worker, Madeleine woke me from my thoughts. "Someone named Peter is here to see you" My heart skipped a beat. Could he be family? Was he a long lost uncle? I sprinted downstairs to the wide front door. "Hello Megan" shivered a scared looking, mouse like man, uncomfortably. "How do you know my name?" I asked."My master is your grandfather m' lady."
"MY LADY, I've never been called LADY before!" I replied, surprised.
"Well we better get going,the Dark Lord will kill me if I'm late" I thought he was just exaggerating, but later I realised that he was not.
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