The Bewitched Soul

Year 1881

The sun rays penetrated through the glass windows, scattering all over the room. A feeble ray of moted dust-light filtered down from the tapered opening.

As the rays fell on her, the sleeping beauty, who had a thick, long, black delicate eyelashes which were archly curved, fluttered it like butterfly wings. A pair of dreamy blueish purple eyes, adjusting to the sunlight were half opened. Her long, smooth, thick platinum blonde hair spread all across the bed untamed and shone brightly against the sun rays. The rays poured on her porcelain like skin, which gave a soft, dim radiance to her overall appearance. Her small sharp nose twitched. She started licking her plum lips which had a tint of red.

Waking up smiling, she rubbed her eyes. She was beautiful.

"Oh God! It's 6:30", she glanced at the clock beside her as she rushed to bathroom. She took a quick shower and came back to the room. She hurriedly combed her hair and fixed it into a messy bun. Few strands fell on her nape and few on her smooth shoulder. She quickly changed into a beige colored gown, which perfectly covered her curves and gave her a warm look.

After getting ready, she hurried down the stairs and rushed to a room which was way bigger than hers.

"Wake up sister Caroline", she spoke softly to a girl who was wrapped in a blanket.

"Sister Caroline, please wake up. It's already 7.", she gently removed the blanket.

"What the hell!! How dare you to wake me up this early? Get out!!", screamed Caroline.

"My apologies, mother wants to see you, she had asked me last night to wake you up early in the morning. She needs to discuss something with you.", with stern eyes, she spoke softly, but her voice demanded.

"Fine, now get lost out of my sight!", Caroline finally woke up and cursed her mother and Margaret under her breath.

Within an hour, Caroline got dressed up. She wore a dress which Margaret had earlier kept it on the table.

Moving towards the living room, she saw Margaret greeting her parents.

"Good morning mother, Good morning father.", Margaret greeted.

"Good morning dear", Corbette smiled.

"Did you inform her?", asked Liliana.

"Yes mother, she must be coming in---", Margaret's voice was cut off by Caroline.

"Morning mother, morning father", she wished.

"Good morning", wished Corbette.

"Good morning my darling..", wished Liliana.

"Why did you ask me to wake up this early mother?", Caroline frowned as she spoke.

"When will you learn basic ethics Caroline? Why are you so irresponsible? You have grown up and you need to change. Look at Margaret! She's so well mannered and disciplined. She is punctual and values time unlike you who keeps sleeping all day long. It's really sad to see one of my daughters getting spoiled so easily. ", complained Corbette.

"Now stop it Corbette. She has just woke up now. Can't you how dreamy she looks?", Lilian glared at her husband.


"Father, this bitch is not your daughter! I'm your blood. She's an orphan, whom you picked up from somewhere. She do--", as Caroline spoke, a tight slap landed on her face.

She touched the burning area of a face and was dazzled for a moment. Realizing what happened, she glared at Margaret.

'This girl is a bad fortune' she cursed her stepsister under her breath.