I was walking home from school. A peaceful Tuesday afternoon it was a normal day. People walking around at the shops in my village.
"Hello Ms. Schmidt." I said she was our baker here in the village very kind old women. She always had the best sweets and bread.
"Oh good afternoon Brigit."
"Can I please have one loaf of bread?" I asked. Every Tuesday I can and got bread for my mother, sister, and me.
"Oh course. Fresh as always." She said and handed me the bread. I paid her in coins.
My family is very poor like most in Germany. My mother always says "look on the bright side at least we aren't with Hitler anymore. Hitler. I hated than name, he put hundreds maybe even more people in pain! Of course I wasn't born back then; thank god.
I can home and of course my mother was sleeping and my little sister was playing with her teddy bear. Nicole was only four she is so cute, but a huge pain. Lots of toddlers were so it wasn't that weird. My mother is very busy with Nicole and me.
I started cooking dinner carrot soup with a slice of bread on the side. I always cooked food for my mother. She was always so tired I didn't want her to get burned cooking. She did about a year and a half ago she looked like she was in so much pain during that. I did it from then on, I didn't mind though it was kinda fun at least!
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Underground World
FantasyThis is an Alice in Wonderland style story. It's about a girl in Germany named Brigit. How did she get there, and will she come out?
