Day in the Life of Emmeline

Mika Foguel

Today I woke up later than usual. The sun was already brightly shining with yellow and orange colors. I got up from my bed and walked to the kitchen. My 8 year old daughter Aurinda was already in the kitchen making bread, which I taught her to make just a short while ago. I also saw my son Jared practicing writing on a board. I was happy that we were of the gentry class and I could make sure my son will learn how to read and write. I quickly passed my children and walked out heading to church. I opened the wooden door and stepped out to the cobble stone street, there were light green trees and dark green trees. The street was well kept and I could feel only a few patches of grass. However, the smell was an unpleasant a mixture of pollen and horses.

I soon was in front of our church. The church was white with a tall and sharp top. The church was a dark shade of white and looked as if it was falling apart. I slowly walked into the church and sat down at one of the many brown benches. The walls inside were yellow and white and the room was filled with candles. I took out my black bible and started to recite and pray. Then the priests called my name waiting for me to recite my prayers for my dead son Jonas.

‘Emmeline Brooks.”

Jonas had died at birth due to a witch that had cursed me when I passed by her on the street. Before my husband left to become a soldier, he told me that she was a witch and that she would kill my baby if I spoke to her and she didn’t like me. So I would not speak to her. I was scared she would put a curse on me when I was pregnant.

Then one day she screamed my name.

“Emmeline Brooks!”

I didn’t know how she knew my name or why she wanted to speak to me. I ran away as far as I could. After that I was scared and I knew something was wrong. Later late night, my stomach was in far worst pain that I had ever felt and my child died.

I now pray for the witch to stop killing innocent children that never got a chance to live. I also pray for my dead son, my living children, my husband and that I would go to heaven and we would all meet there.