I thought today would be like any other day. I thought wrong. Master told me not to listen to Mistress. Unfortunately for me he never told her: I didn't want to get in trouble with either of them.
My sister was upstairs cleaning her room while Master had me clean the rest of the house. You see, Mistress Julia owns my sister Taliya. I, Ceres, belong to Master John. It’s hard pleasing them both, trying not to disappoint them. Master left for work; Mistress Julia wasn't too far behind him. After an hour I stopped working, running upstairs to Taliya.
Forgetting my chores, I stayed and talked to Taliya while she was doing hers. I didn't think time passed so fast; it was nearly noon and Mistress would be home first. I ran downstairs, trying to get everything in order. As I was heading to the living room, I had forgotten about the kitchen when I heard Mistress pull up in the driveway. I didn't have time to even dust. She was opening the door when I felt my heart stop. She closed the door behind her, checked me over a few times.
"What! No hello, little girl?" she said. I tried so hard to talk; my mouth was dry. I couldn't breathe. I was at lost for words. She asked again as she walked towards me. I still couldn't answer her. By the time she walked over to me I managed to get some words out.
"Hello, Mistress Julia. Please forgive me for my rudeness," I said, hoping she wouldn't notice the mess behind me. But she did. The look she gave me sent chills through out my body.
“What is this? You can’t do as you’re told, little girl?" she said.
"Mistress, I can explain this. I was still cleaning when you came home and I’m sorry, Mistress, it wouldn't...." She cut me off. She slapped me so hard that all I could was cry, which made things worse. Dragging me to the kitchen she reached around the corner, grabbing the cane. Seeing that my chores were not done at all she pushed me down to my knees. I just stayed there, waiting for the pain to rain down on me, but it didn't. She grabbed me by the hair, pulling me up from the floor.
"Is your room at least clean?" she asked? I couldn't answer her.
I knew I was in trouble. She dragged me back to the stairs, shoving me up them. She threw me in her and Master's bedroom.
"You stay here! Do you understand me?" she said.
“Yes mistress," I said, and with that she turned to check on Taliya. Taliya wasn't as in much trouble as I was. She just had some bags to throw out. Mistress walked up to Taliya's door. Of course, Taliya greeted her with a smile. When Mistress asked Taliya why she wasn’t done with her room and why I didn’t take the bags down for her, Taliya told her everything.