Disturbed rose

Born to a peasant family deep in the farmlands to the east of the great Milford castle.My mother Kenya Givens. on November 1st A.D.Gave birth to me Aaron. Being the third child i was the leftovers or at least that’s what my older siblings would say.When i turned 6 they put me to work in the fields.it was hard work tilling and planting and harvesting.my dad never paid to much attention to his third child.but i did look up to him as he taught my older brother Adam his trade. Then when i turned 8 he got killed in mugging while he was selling grain in milford’s market.my mom was never the same.at first she cried a lot then it moved into a deeper feeling of despair.Then one day my mom just snapped out of it and started doing housework again. my mother being brown never went into the castle.but she was a very educated woman she taught all three of us to read. one day as me and my brother Adam were heading to town.Adam was 16 i was 8.i went up to my mom she had a glazed over look in her eyes.holding the heavy bag full grain i looked up at my mom she was barely 13 a very pretty slave my father bought when he was 16 years old.they feel in love and the rest is history.then my sister his twin was born 2 min later Angel givens.sorry i got off track.

but yea i asked hey mom do you want to come to the market with me and she declined respectfully i just had to know why.she answered ”irritably because they would probably drag me of and put me in one of those whore houses your brother likes to stare into so much”.oh okay as me and my brother Adam walked out the little cottage and up the dusty road.”you ask some of the most dumb questions”.then he punched me in my arm so hard i thought it would fall off.as we reached the great castle.i stared at it for about 40 seconds.