Writing Prompt

It was the summer where I got my first job as a housekeeper in a huge mansion. I was really excited because the pay was A LOT, at least to me.

I’m going to make a lot of money! I thought to myself.

At first, the duty as a housekeeper sounds like a lot, but as weeks past by, it’s beginning to feel a lot easier. One day, during breakfast time, I was about to knock on the owner of the mansion’s of...

Working for the Masons was not for the faint of heart, but my family had been doing it for over 50 years. When my mother and father died, my sister and I stayed at the Manor, knowing nothing different. Nowhere to go. The Masons expected us to stay, of course, and I think a bit of me expected us to leave. But we didn’t. We stayed, and continued to be taken advantage of with labor at all hours of th...

A knock at the door summons me from my sweeping. “Marisol, would you be a dear and get that for me?” Ryan’s voice floats down the stairs.

I saunter to the entryway, expecting another snooty guest of Ryan’s like the last woman he had over — boobs the size of watermelons and giant pearls to match. And her lipstick was something else entirely.

But when I open the door, I’m so taken aback I almost f...

The old maid hobbled down the hallway in her dusty, worn outfit looking almost as old as the house she was tasked with cleaning and maintaining. She had already cleaned the study, the kitchen, and the library. The maid was dragging her withered and weary body from one room to the next until she came upon her employer’s office. “Lionel Earhardt” read the bronze plaque adorning the wall just to the ...

Madeline Sector was a quiet woman. A simple maid or servant hood. She was not the kind that would gossip a long while with a friend, or dress wildly in vibrant, frilly dresses. Neither was she the kind of woman to draw attention to herself, or become involved in any sort of outlandish talk... until, that is, she heard the scheme. She had entered the Brighton's dining room with a fresh pot of tea w...

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Jamie was screwed. They were completely and utterly done for. Why is Jamie so screwed? How did they end up in such a terrible situation? Well, it all started when Jamie was looking for a job...

Jamie, a broke college student, decided the best way to earn money was to apply to work as a housekeeper at the Davidsons' mansion. The Davidsons' were a rich family who came from old money. The D...

“There’s nothing you can’t wipe clean with a scrub brush,” she mumbles under her breath, repeating her boss’s unhelpful advice from earlier.

The scrub brush in her hands moves roughly across the dining room floor as she tries her best to suppress her anger. Yesterday, she was mopping the floor but her boss had felt mops just didn’t make his floors clean enough. This morning he greeted her with a...

Baylee picks up a pawn from the chess board and carefully examines the ornate design. The richness in color and the high textured grain indicates it was made out of an exotic walnut. She’s been cleaning the Roth Estate for over a year and the study has grown to become her favorite room. The floor to ceiling array of books lend to an imagination as far as the eye can see. She’s not supposed to d...

The couple in the master bedroom is trying to be quiet. You can tell, you think, because every apparently accidental vocalization is followed by a hasty “shhhh.” Unfortunately for them, all the shushing is much more conspicuous than their actual voices. It’s what compelled your ear up against the closed door in the first place.

“Margaret,” you hear him moan, and yes, that is the king’s voice.

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E​xcited for my first day housekeeping would be an understatement.

A​s my Toyota Camry came to a halt, I'm in disbelief at the house I'm about to clean.

White picket fence and a round driveway with an elegant water fountain in the center.

Beautiful wooden doors giving the house a castle atmosphere as you enter.

A lady answers the door and allows me to come inside with all my cleaning suppli...