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It was a shove in the back, a hard broom stick slamming into her spine as she almost fell forward, but Requiem caught herself with her feet as she rolled her shoulders and saw one of the staff glaring at her, shoving a broom stick in her face. Requiem's face was serious and cold as she stared at the staff member; and this only got her a slap in the face that made her tumble into the wall. "Give me that dirty look again and it will be a punch to your gut. Now get sweeping." the staff lady snapped at her with a vile and ungrateful voice. Requiem waited until the woman was walking away, and she would only stick her tongue out at the lady's back and then she started to sweep the broken glass and dust bunnies away from where a girl had dropped her glass earlier. Requiem snorted slightly;for she had a rough temper and she picked up all the broken pieces into a dust pan and dumped them in the trash.

"Requiem! Get your butt over here!" Requiem would sigh as she walked into another room, seeing a girl had dropped a bunch of bowls on the ground. Requiem could only watch as the giant heavy staff member slammed her hand onto the girl's cheeks a few times. The girl was on the ground, crying with red cheeks and a bloody nose until she finally was allowed to get up and run away. A man then shoved Requiem forward. She bent down onto the ground with a sigh and began to clean up the glass, throwing it into the trashcan they slammed beside her. Requiem hated doing all this crap; this was an orphanage. It wasn't supposed to be a slave house. But it sure seemed like it was; every day and night. She was mostly used to the grueling chores and rude behavior of these women and men that treated the girls of the orphanage like they were servants.

Finally; after she cleaned up three more messes, she was aloud to go to sleep. She would throw the broom in the closet, giving one of the ladies a mean look but the lady didn't come after her, she was too fat and lazy. Requiem would walk up the stairs and she walked into the bathroom, making sure that her teeth were brushed nicely and she took her hair down, letting the long red curls drop to her mid back and she brushed it out. She washed the sweat off her face, her arm muscles sore from moving around all day long. Once she was ready, Requiem walked into her room, sitting down on the small bed and taking off her flat shoes. She would put on her nightgown, a dark blue colored nightgown and a pair of shorts underneath since she never trusted any of the male staff here. Requiem then would collapse on her bed, making sure the door was closed and she pulled her blankets over her, staring out the window next to her bed up at the moon and the bright clear sky with stars twinkling across the deep dark blue.

Requiem soon found herself asleep, a black swirling portal emerging her into this restful slumber. But then, as her eyes opened... she wasn't in her orphan room anymore. she was standing by a tree on a grassy hill, staring out at the blue ocean and staring at the sand below the hill. She leaned against the tree, and she looked around and saw the sunset in the distance, giving off bright colors of many shooting across the sky and the water. It was... beautiful. Simply beautiful. She smelled the salty air in her nose, and she could hear the waves splashing and the gulls crying above. How could she hear or smell? How could she think? Was this real? No.... it had to be a dream. But how could a dream feel so real? It didn't make sense. But Requiem knew... she needed to enjoy it while it lasted. It was certainly better then where she was previously at.

Requiem looked to the tree and saw a swing there. She slowly walked over, her bare feet stepping over green grass as she got onto the swing and started to push herself back and forth through the air, her hair flying through the wind as she smiled softly to herself. Her green eyes shot to the sunset, admiring it's beauty and the warm air fluttered across her creamy skin. This... was the place to be. And she was going to enjoy it.