The next morning I was currently sweating very badly. I had weights tied to my ankles, wrists, and a bag on my back filled with rocks. Once my mother found out about my strength, she automatically decided she would increase my training. So now I was in my human form, suffering under a true demon.
When I told my family about what had happened last night and my plans to counter their control over my life, my father praised me to no end, my mother broke a table out of anger, and Mimi told me she would fight them along with me at my side. This, in turn, is why she was now running along with me, albeit without weights. "Bella, you can do it!" Mimi tried her best to encourage me. But it was hard, you know. My mother made sure the weights were right at the border of what I could handle. So it was not the easiest of tasks to do this training. To be honest, I have no idea where she found these weights!
