You felt as if something hit you really hard on your head.
You soon woke up in a familiar, but not your own room. It was just as you imagined the room of your character to be. You got up and opened the closet to dress up in a simple shirt and a pair of trousers. As soon as you did that you opened the door and walked into a small kitchen. There was a woman bustling around, trying to make and serve breakfast to five children from age fourteen to four. Jael's family was a big one. No. From now on YOUR family was big.
"Oh, Jael!" the woman called to you.
"Hello, Mother," you said.
"Are you going to work now?"
"Well, yes, mom," you replied vigorously, "I've finally found it and I don't plan on losing it!"
You both smiled, looking into each other eyes. You knew it was difficult for her to be happy.
"I'm going to bring lots of money someday, mother," you added after a while in a quieter tone, not to worry your siblings. The woman walked up to you and patted you on your head.
"My little boy is all grown up, I suppose..."
"Don't worry. As you said, I'm not a little boy anymore. I can be like father, I promise," you said.
"Well then," she replied, "go and work hard for us this time too."
She just gave you some bread and cheese wrapped in clean cloth and you were off to work. You worked as...
AN - Sorry if I made some unforgivable mistakes, I'm not a native speaker and I'm still learning your language.
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