So, I did a guided hypnotism to see my past life in regards to why I hate the smell of flowers so much and I'm just so excited that I wanted to post about it!
Oh, but don't read it if you don't like death or people dying. I'm on the app, and don't know how to put a read more thingy! So I'll just make a star line thing ^^;;
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I was a young 15 to 16 year old girl, I couldn't get the exact place but it was in Europe ( Not England though ). I didn't have a name, I just sold flowers I'd pick from the meadows nearby. I had no family, no friends, it was just me.
I was insanely poor with only a tattered and patched up pink dress to my name, but I was pretty.
I had pale skin but was always dirty, brown hair, and blue eyes that apparently weren't common where I was from. A majority of people had some shade of brown.
There was this powerful man named Albert, he was a bankteller and he had plenty of wealth. He was an older man as well, in his 50s or 60s.
To put it bluntly, he was infatuated by me and my blue eyed pretty face. He was a rich man, so why couldn't he have me?
It started off nice, he took me into his home one night during the winter. Gave me food, drink, warmth, and shelter. He was a gentleman the entire night, but as dinner ccame to a close he started to tell me why he invited me in.
In return for my company at night, he would take very good care of me.
He was much too old for me, and when I said no, he got very angry at me. He yelled at me, calling me ungreatful and told me I was a vile, disgusting wench for turning down his generosity.
I should be lucky someone like him even choose a poor, dirty peasant girl such as myself, as he said.
When he kicked me out he warned me I would regret my disicion, and I was well aware that he was right, but I still refused. He was treating me like a child that he had to punish for acting out.
For a few weeks after that, he still tried to woo me, hoping I would change my mind, but I was steadfast in my choice. That apparently didn't sit well with him.
I had an especially bad harvest towards the end of winter but a lady named Agatha bought my whole basket. Unknown to me, she had been paid by Albert to do so. It was the first part of their, mainly his, plan.
Not long after she bought the flowers, the two of them accoused me of being a witch. Agatha claimed that I had told her I was a witch and gave her a spell to curse the rich ( and apparently make her richer in the process ), Albert on the other hand clamed that I repeatedly tried to charm him into making me his mistress and that when he turned me down, being the "wholesome" and "godly" man that he was. I apparently cursed him and started to leave my body to spiritually saduce him, to beckon him to find me and lay with me.
I already had strange eyes, so everyone in our town believed it. I wasn't allowed to defend myself and was attacked. They destroyed my basket, stuffed my flowers into my face, tied me up, and threw me into a fire someone started with the help of my "demonic flowers and all their curses".
The last thing I saw was the guilty face of Agatha and the amused face of Albert as I screamed and burned.
