Once upon a time....

No, that's a boring way to begin a story,  let me tell you another one.  Willow was seven years old, she lived in a crumbly red brick house with a pasty orange colour on the walls, in-fact her house looked more like a shack rather than a house.

Inside there was no-more than a bathroom, a kitchen and two bedrooms, the first room belonged to her mother and father and the second belonged to willow, but her sister, Emma did not seem to be liked by her parents, so she was given no bed at all.

This was the reason why willow did not favor her parents either, in fact she and Emma were the best of friends and wer inseperable.  Neither of them went to school, but the mother and father agreed to educate their favourite daughter and so it was to be that one hour a day in the morning, her parents taught her something, and when it was over Willow woke Emma up and taught her everything that she had just learnt in an hours time.

One day Willow had just shown Emma how to do the eight times table when their mother came in to say it was time for breakfast.  At the breakfast table Willow was given Rice Pops and Emma was given a peanut. "Oh and here's your dinner from last night that you didn't eat" said the mother handing her a pea. Ella was used to this but upset. "Don't worry, I'll bring some more back" Willow whispered, Ella nodded.  Willow re-filled her bowl and carried it away but her mother stopped her for a moment, "Where are you going?" she asked Willow answered "I would like to eas seconds in my room."  "go ahead buttercup" she said and with that Emma and Willow rushed out before anymore was said.  "Now eat it before they come in" Willow said but the bowl was already empty.  Willow came back into the kitchen and left the bowl on the bench. When she came back...