Abbigail's POV
" You can do this, I know you can. " I said to myself in the mirror. I was nervous, I was terrified and I couldn't get out of it.
" Why are you talking to yourself so early in the morning. " My mother said as she walked into my bedroom. There is no privacy in this house.
" I don't know ma, I don't think that I can do this. " I said and sat on the bed. She had a basket with her, I think that she was here to collect my dirty laundry. I have helpers around the house and as much as I like to argue, this is one fight I couldn't win with my mother. She insists on doing the laundry, she said that she doesn't feel comfortable letting strangers do our laundry.
" Look at me..." She said and looked at her.
"My angel... I know that you are scared, I know that but this is not abo
