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Submitted to Contest #265
When little, I lived in a small house of orphaned girls. We were under the rule of a fearful woman named Mabitha. She demanded that we call her Mother, and we did. Why would we not? If you were to have met her, you would have called her anything if she demanded and demanded she did. To her face, we called her this, but at night. In our room, we whispered the smallest of whispers, a breeze of words, "Mab-Witch." Giggles would erupt at the name, followed by firm pressed hands on our lips. Our own hands involuntarily shutting us up in fear of h...
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