Life in the castle

The next thing I knew I had become a slave and was being beaten around by the evil witch and her three daughters. I was blamed for everything even when the dog peed on the floor and my punishment was through beatings. My bruises never healed, I only accumulated more. I wanted to be free. That evening after I had finished washing the dish in the kitchen, I sneaked a knife under my dress and took it to my room. I needed to get out somehow, I couldn’t live much longer like this.

Kill them

Attempt to escape