Oh my no! I thought I could not believe my eyes staring at myself in the mirror I pinched my cheeks, then held my head in my hands, looking up into the mirror still in utter disbelief, I screamed. Nobody came. I went to the wardrobe and put on some suitable clothes. I found a dress, from the Victorian era, beautifully made of purple silk and lace detail, also some pantaloons and little black shoes and socks. When I was dressed I looked in the mirror again and said aloud "Fucking hell" I was startled to hear my high pitched girly voice, and thought Jesus I cant be doing with going through puberty again! What an absolute nightmare, I turned and cursed the painting and set off to find that wretched Lord, before more unexpected happenings could do damage.
Twelve! Twelve! I exclaimed to myself, exiting the room into the corridor. I only went to the shop! Bloody short-cut through the woods, never again! I tugged up the pantaloons whilst storming off down the corridor. Turning to the left at the end of the corridor I came to a door, it was a deep mahogany wood, written on the door in gold metalwork were the words.......
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