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Sharmila POV

Poor me.

Is it wrong that I was born into a poor and messy family?

My father was a drunk and a gambler. My mother was a night butterfly.

And me? An unwanted child.

Loneliness is my friend every day.

My mom was busy and my dad was scary.

I kept myself locked up in my room every time I heard their fight.

I don't have any friends

No one will be friends with me because I am ugly and poor.

I'm like a useless piece of trash.

In their eyes I am not worth anything.

A lot of ridicule from neighbors sometimes makes the ear heat.

But should I be angry if what they say is the truth.

When they play and I get close to them then they'll disperse, because I'm like a stain to them.

Right now I'm hiding in the bushes.

I ran from a friend of my mother's who was looking for her. But because he did not find it, his evil eyes immediately stared intently and fiercely at me.

I was still in my High School uniform when that person approached me. One more year I'm gonna take off this uniform and get to work. I need to fight for another year so I can get a high school diploma.

I hid under the bushes not far from my house.

My breath was still wheezing as it ran beyond my speed capacity.

I glanced over me that there was a beehive in a tree branch.

Ohhhhhh

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I looked up and saw some bees start to surround me. I covered my face with my hands, to avoid bee stings.

Ops!

The rowdy man was right in front of me but our distance was blocked by bushes. Until finally my ears were stung by wasps and I screamed unintentionally.

Akhhhhh!

I realized too late and suddenly the man was standing behind me.

Die to me

I murmured and grimaced in pain as both of my hands had been held by one of his burly hands.

Then he dragged me to a lonely place.

I was trembling and scared. My mind is one hundred percent negative. There is no hope left if it falls into the hands of this demon man and he makes me a night butterfly.

I hope God gives me a miracle and I can survive the clutches of this evil man.

My dream is still long. I still want to go to school for another year. I've been struggling to sell newspapers every morning before I left school. Will my dream end in his dirty hands that could just stain me right now?

Or will he sell me like he sold a lot of innocent girls and make them night butterflies?

He kept dragging me and smothering my mouth between where he was taking me. I was too skinny to fight his strength. My hands were even helpless in one of his grasp.

But my eyes can still see around the streets that are so quiet because it is in the village if the afternoon let alone drizzle like this then there is no one who passed by.

That's all I kept saying along the way while my tears didn't stop flowing.

My mother couldn't have looked for me, because I was the cause of her broken and messy life. I'm just a burden and a son of a pesky carrier for him. Because I was pregnant, my mother's dream of becoming a model was shattered. And she had to marry my father who was a drunkard and a gambler.

Her own husband had sold her to one of his friends because he could not pay off the debt. That's where my mother's cynical gaze began. I'm the one he thinks is a fucking carrier.

To fight my father he didn't dare either. Because my mother ran away from home many times leaving me alone and a few days later my father would have brought her back home.

My father didn't care about me, either, because he thought I wasn't his son. But the son of my mother's boyfriend or his mistress. No one will worry about me even if I don't go home.

And right now I can't expect them to remember and look for me. I from childhood used to live alone, eating from the gifts of my neighbors who were eager to see my condition.

And after my teenage years I started making money for food and also cost my life.

Should I follow in their footsteps? Is it wrong if I have dreams and a desire to improve my fate, my destiny, and my future?

Should I fall into the black world tonight too?

Ohh God....Save me

If only for this I was born? Then I better not be alone and I never want to be born into this world.

I began to curse my birth in this world. I began to regret and blame God for letting me be born into a broken family.

Suddenly the burly man clapped me on the padlock and stared at my face from head to toe.

"Can too. Because I didn't find your mother. Then you'll replace him. Your sale value is five times higher than your mother's."

Oh my...

What fate would you write for me.

The man got closer and pulled my school shirt button until it was torn and the shirt button dated. Until now, my chest and stomach were clearly open without a cover.

I tried to cover it up but the hand was too strong and my strength was just a fingernail to him.

My tears flowed more and more and fell to the point of dripping on my chest and stomach.

"Take me off.I beg you.let me go...Mister." I said and pleaded.

But the money he'll get is worth more to him than pitying me. Profit sells me without anyone going to sue him. It's certainly very profitable for him.

I'm getting shaky.

My hands are getting cold like ice.

I'm so hungry right now. My body went limp and my head was twitching.

But I still have to fight even if I have to lose my life. At least dying is more honorable than living a muddy life of sin.

It was my only conviction and I began to gather the rest of my energy.

I began to prepare to fight him dead or alive. Everything is not important to me at the moment. The most important thing was to break away from his iron hands.

Then when there was a chance and when I saw him off guard, and his grip began to sag, with the rest of my strength, I kicked his gun.

Twosaw!

Aaaaakkkkkhhhhh

He screamed and shrieked long.

I saw him bowing and grimacing in pain.

I quickly ran to the crowd and hoped that the demon man would not know me anymore.

I looked back and I saw him grinning right behind me and just twenty steps away.

I ended up crossing a crowded street.

Buuukkkk

Duaarrrr

My body was hit by a red Ferrari luxury car.

I bounced and I realized that I was between life and death with the rest of my consciousness.

I felt blood wash over my clothes. The longer I lose consciousness. And I would just smile if this were my destiny. I will die with honor embedded in me.