Clarisse La Rue was the daughter of war. So naturally, everyone considered her to be harsh and cruel. A bully.
And she did try to keep up the image, for her dad wanted her to be like that. Her mom didn't.
Her mom hated it when Clarisse wrote from camp, telling how she had to push that new camper of the lava wall or how she dunked the new kid's head in a toilet, all because she was a child of Ares.
Clarisse hated hurting her mom, the nice and kind woman who raised her, and she repayed her by becoming the most hated camper in Camp Half-Blood.
Her mother always said that just because she was Ares's daughter it didn't mean she was harsh, because Clarisse was also her mother's daughter.
And today, she would prove it to her mother. She would tell her mom that she is her daughter, not only Ares's. And what better way would it be than on this special day just for her?
She she stood outside a familiar little house, with the sun's heat schorching her, she could only think of how good would it be to have a cool drink with her mother inside, but she had other plans before that.
Clarisse slowly walked the old stone path, fingering the hedge as she walked. She rang the bell, and soon a woman in her early forties answered the door. Clarisse took one look at her, and tackled her in a giant bear hug.
'Clarisse? Darling I missed you...'
'Even I missed you, mom. Happy Mother's day.'
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