She was beaten up like an animal and stuck with filthy words, words that had the ability to humiliate you to death. Her parents were cruel to her but it didn’t matter as long as they kept the orphan with them. They blamed her for every bad thing happening to them, whether it was his dad losing a major deal or a glass slipping away from her mother’s hand. They believed that fate had thrown them into a state of inferno after they had adopted her.
She gulped down morsels of food in silence. Tears of hatred and pain were brimming in her eyes yet she didn’t let them flow. Crying was a symptom of the weak and she was strong. Strong enough to stand for herself and find a shelter in this kind world. But she couldn’t. Where would she go? Her friends would want to get rid of her within a few weeks. The orphanage won’t take her because she had passed the age limit of 15. The police would hand her back to her dad. She lived with a bunch of heartless fools but it was them; out of all the people, who adopted her.
Shaking off the negative thoughts, she stepped out of her house. A place where everything seemed positive; a place where her dreams belonged and her parents didn’t.
I like how it ends on a postive note.
Great work!
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Thank you Udit.
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Beautifully written !! Too much emotional !!
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Er, I have to ask, it’s not happening to you is it?
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Of course not! Thanks for your concern though. 😀
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OH! OK! Thank you! Was worried! All righty then!
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i am not that strong …couldnt control tears while reading the initial paragraph.
thanks for sharing !!!
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Aww!! It wasn’t my intention to make you cry.. maybe you could relate it.. you’re welcome. Stay blessed. Keep smiling.. 🙂
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thank you so much ..
it was a lovely piece of work ..
god bless !!
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Good post 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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You’ve tremendous facial cemetery /must be an india thing
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OMG! This is utter cruelty!! You are blessed with a talent my dear!
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heheh sure! 😀
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I’m happy to read there’s a positive, good ending…
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i don’t know how to do clap emojis so just consider these ******** as the same 🙂
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Hahahaha.. tysm
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The end touched me the most. Brings out the significance of love. All I can say is WOW!
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That makes me happy. Thank you. 🙂
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I loved the postivity at the end
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I expected you did. Thank you. 🙂
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Great one.. Title hinted a different ending but you did it perfectly.. Good world awaits the girl and her courage to walk out of something that didn’t made her happy 🙂
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This is just awesome
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Thanks
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Very touching and very true. I worked with a Indian girl when as a young man, there were others who worked there, but as it happened we went to the same spot to eat our lunch. We were always cordial to one another, I was married with children and she was just a kid, no flirting. One day she begged me to let her come live with us. Came, seemingly out of the blue. The stories she told me were heartbreaking, her income did not belong to her. I don’t think I have ever felt so helpless in all my life. It would create problems for me if I brought her home (my wife had lots of emotional problems). Don’t know what became of her as we left NYC shortly thereafter. Of course this could have occurred with any nationality, I know.
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