The mark on my arm
I step back for a minute and held my arm. Then slowly pulled my
sleeves up. Surely enough I had a mark, but unlike the marks on my
brother, sister, and this girl's arm I had a different mark. The mark
they put on a peasant's arms.
"No, this can not be. I'm the royal queen of egypt. This just
can not be." I held my head and ran to find my parents.
"No, it just can not be...I must find out the truth."
See pulls her sleeves up to show her the royal design tatooed onto her
arm. "You see, only the royal family is to have this on their
arms. Look at your brother's and sister's arms. I'm sure they have
the same mark as I do. Now the question is, do you have one on your
arm?"
