Friday fictioneers: Class difference


PHOTO PROMPT © Mary ShipmanPHOTO PROMPT © Mary Shipman

The servants had always told us that we should never go downstairs.

It was a strange thing to be taking orders from the servants but it was just something that we never thought about as classes never mixed.

That was until one day when I heard the crash of various pots and pans. The natural curiosity of a young girl meant I headed down the stairs. Once I was there I was mortified to discover that all of our undergarments were hanging from the ceiling where people could mock them.

I never sent my unmentionables to the servants downstairs again.

Written for Friday fictioneers

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