Disclaimer: I do NOT own Black Butler! All I own is my brain filled with imagination!
"Talking"
Thoughts
Diary
Prologue
Hello…My name is Selena Simmons. I'm ten years old. I work as a house maid. I want to do something better than this job…but I have no other choice. You see, I live in London for one. My family and I were sent here from our homeland in Africa to work for labor. Second, both of my parents are dead. My mother died of my birth back in our homeland. My father passed away after eight years of working in three separate homes. I'm all that is left of our family.
Today, I work and live in a small home with the Sutcliff family. Maisie and Rosie are the older sisters of the Sutcliff's. They look a lot like their mum. They very polite and kind people…well towards strangers. Usually they just say only a few words to no words to me. I actually hate that, but it's better than being called bad names. Other than that, they're very pretty. Especially when they wear their beautiful dresses.
Next is the youngest brother, Grell Sutcliff. I don't know much about him since he doesn't talk a lot. All I know is that he's the same age as me. He has short red hair and light brown eyes. He barely comes out of his room though. Unless he has to go to the bathroom or needs food, he won't come out of his room.
But I don't blame him. He has one good reason.
Ms. Sutcliff.
She's as crazy as a bloody nutcase. Every day she would come home from meeting her lady friends…and come up with strange reasons to harm me and Grell. Beats us. Insults us. Spit at us. I know full well they're just bloody lies. But not the physical pains, but the mental scars run deep.
I shall end my diary here for tonight. I need to rest for chores at dawn.