You were in the dining area, cleaning the serving the other girls, at the table. They tease and give you dirty looks. You saw one of them whisper to another girl and then they looked at you with a big smile.

" (y/n)! Dear, can I have some more bread rolls please!" She said with a smile. You walked slowly to her and then you tripped, but you spun around the chair to the other side of the girl and surprisingly, you somehow neatly put a bread roll neatly on to the plate without a single flaw.

"(Y/N)!!" The headmaster yelled at you. Her piercing voice caused you to jump as you quickly turned your face up towards hers.

"We do not need you doing any shenanigans!!" She yelled. The headmasters eyes were wide with anger, and her mouth in a grimace.

"You serve everyone with purity, not like jokester for some carnival!!" She yelled at you. You couldn't say anything, just small whines from the back of your throat as you try to muster up the courage to say something.

"Stop gawking at me and stand up! You still need to hand out bread, as it is still your turn." The headmaster finished the sentence, she leaned closer to you, "Your incompetent stupidity is no excuse."  She growled. You were shocked. The memories of laughter and smiles ran across you of your father, and the nice ladies that showed you around the foster home.

"Why do I have to stop, I was once one of you, and I was turned into a slave with rags as clothes and leftovers as food!" You said looking at the girls. The girls couldn't make eye contact with you. They just looked at their food, at one another, or to the floor to the side of them. The headmaster states straight at you, her mouth slightly puckered with annoyance.

" (Y/n) stop this, Once!" The headmaster said.

" Why?! I do not accept to be treated like this! Why am I treated like this?!"

"Because, your father died! He was the only source of money you had! And now that he's gone you must work for me!" She said angrily, and then her expression softened as she covered her mouth. She made a mistake

"(Y/n)...I" She began to say, but you stormed off. Your dad was the only family left after your mom passed away from cancer. Your dad was in the army, in Iraq, but now you don't know where he is. Now that you know the truth you don't know what to do with your life any more.

"Daddy..." Was all you can get out of your mouth at the time.  You were crying. Then one of the maids came and told you to come down to the headmasters office.  You walk down to see a letter. On the desk, with the headmaster turned around in her chair. You took the letter opened to see that someone was willing to adopt you. You gasped in excitement, and headed out, and before your went out of the room, you look back.

" I thought you actually cared when I saw your face expression soften" you said sternly and walked out.

The headmaster sighed.

"At least all this guilt of treating you like this will now disappear my dear." The headmaster said, as she looked down at the papers.

"My treatment after my father dies shouldn't have changed, therefore it is still your fault." You said.

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If you have a family member in the army, are a family member in a better place, I just want to let you know I do not mean to offend you in any way, it was just for the story,    but please no haters. And hope you are happy.