NORA POV
I lay down on the road after almost being run over by a car. Now I really wish to actually die. I have been living a miserable life ever since I was adopted. I stood up after crying for sometime on the road while the passerby glanced at me with pity, a thing I have come to hate the most, because I realized that no matter how much pity people glance or look at you with, your pain can not be reduced.
I sluggishly stood up while adjusting my already-tattered dress and the flask which was by my side to deliver to the hospital to my supposed adopted family. My name is Nora and I have been left in front of a glorious orphanage home since I was a child with no way to find my parents. Growing up has always been fine, beautiful, lovely and so much happiness compared to what I have in my life now. Looking back now, my life was always what I believed I could live with, but then I was so stubborn and always wanted to be like those children that they were always with their parents laughing, smiling, and I worked towards having that type of life. So, when I was 15 years old, I put my name down for adoption. I remember sister Mary, the owner of the orphanage, crying as the crown's family took me away. Coming out of the car, I was so happy looking at the tall and elegant walls and feeling like I had finally found my place in this world with someone I could call family, but how wrong could I be when, at that tender age, I was made to understand that I was adopted, so I could be a servant to their real daughter,
My 18-year-old self was walking barefoot to deliver the flask to my supposed sister. Checking the time, I realized I had only two minutes to get to the hospital and I soon started running, pushing my frail and weak leg to keep moving in other to avoid another punishment and I definitely did not think I could survive one, because I was starting to feel hot and sweaty. I soon reached the hospital and i start to put up with the speed in other to reach my sister Bianca hospital ward before she finishes wit the doctor. Looking up, I noticed two of my occasional bullies standing in the front of Bianca's ward as if they were waiting for someone, shiver of fright crept unto my body and i tried to hide but as usual, the universe always go against every wish I have, moving steadily without trying to attract noise and behave as invisible as I'm always I'm before they need someone to bully or a punching bag to vent all their frustration unto, my body as always done the job for them turning me to punching bag and finding opportunities to hit or just try to ensure that Bianca hurt me.I spot four legs as I tried to disappear from this two b***h Sandra and Stella.
'The b***h is here bringing bad luck to our queen. How should we deal with her' stella said, facing Sandra, who was busy giving me this creepy look as she whispered in my ear I have an idea, shiver ran through my body as the thought of being at disadvantage soon settled in and at the look of things no one is ready to help me all I got from the nurses and passerby where looks of pity which to me is not what I needed at that moment. Crying was not even an option because that is the one thing I would not give them the pleasure of seeing and that is me in tears. I was not to think to far as a sounding slap met me and I landed on the floor with such a force I wondered how I was still conscious even though I had just had a death experience but of course the nature was against me and I did not lose conscious like I expected rather all I got was this sharp pain that ran up to all my body. " Stand up" , Sandra whispered into my ear but I was too tired physically, deep down I begged whatever God or gods they worship above to please let me faint or better till just take my life because for me, I was tiered of all this and I wanted an escape from all this even if it is not permanent but I want to escape the next torment I will be put through just because I refused to stand up. I did not even beg in my heart for help for that long before Stella held my hair and used it to drag me to an office nearby, immediately the door was shut and i was left with only my two bullies and me I lost all hope and I was finally happy because today might finally be the day that I am given the relief I always wanted through death i will be free from this wicked and brutal world, maybe just maybe I might meet my parents that if they are dead but i am tired of being beaten, abused, tormented every day of my life. i want to finally be happy and that can only be possible if i die today. After they had tortured me to their heart's content for reasons I have no idea why they dragged me to a nearby closet and shut the door. But before I lost conscious I heard one of them picking the container of food for Bianca on the floor and Stella telling Sandra how Bianca would be so happy with them and how my death would be the best thing to happen and how I would never be able to find out anything about my parent and be a hinderance to their friend Bianca and the Crown's family in general. That little knowledge was enough for me to decide that i won’t die just like that and now I want to know exactly why the Crown family don't want me to know my family and how me knowing would be a hinderance to anyone ********************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************
Hours had passed since the two bullies reported back to Bianca in her ward, assuring her that the lowly servant brought in by her parents had been taking care of, though they had no idea why exactly Bianca had wanted her to die, but unknown to them, Bianca had found out a secret so big she feared if she didn't get rid of the root cause of her getting to the hospital due to restlessness she would lose all her family asset before it got to her hand and she definitely cannot live without her wealth because she had been brought up with silver spoon in her mouth and she was not ready to lose anyone of it. Bianca knew deep down that if she did not find a way to send Nora far away from her life she would not be at rest until they found her dead body and her burial was conducted and the funniest part was that she did not even have to lift a finger.
In the closet where Nora was kept, she regained her consciousness and soon started to bang the door with a little strength in her. She kept telling herself that she could not die, not when she finally had a clue about her real parents. Her spirit had been crushed for years, thinking that she had lost the chance to feel what a real family felt like. She accepted to be treated anyhow the Crowns wanted, not because she was weak, but she had lost the zeal to fight but know that she had a clue she would not die and definitely won’t give up. Nora had always been very strong and had been very stubborn but due to her loss of zeal, she lost the will to live, but now she knows something, a clue and she would not give up.