SOLD!?!
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half an hour ago I had finished cleaning the kitchen came in the living room to watch some TV which I can only watch in moments like these .. I sometimes wonder who was I before this miserable life who were my parents the ones who brought me into this world what is my real name? And what was my identity why is there no one searching for me did I not have any friends before? As these thoughts keep running in my mind I hear footsteps outside the house oh no they all are back if they saw me watching TV I will be dead...
i immediately turn of the TV and hide in a near by corridor " can he really do that?" I hear my aunt who seems very happy about something my uncle is looking forward to "yes I talked to Jeff he told me that it is possible" what is possible? Who is Jeff? What are they talking about? I try to hear more as all of them settle in the living room "mom dad this means we won't ever have to look at her hideous face every morning??!" " Yes my sweetie Jeff can sell her at a very high price to some rich old man " WHAT SELL WHO? ARE THEY TALKING ABOUT SELLING ME!?! "Well Jeff is sending men tonight at our house to take her away every one will forget that Saphire Black even existed' they all start laughing in the living room as I break down in the corridor
they never loved me in all these 2 years even if I considered them the most important people in my life I did so much for them beared all their tortures just to live in a normal family but it is not possible for a girl like me who doesn't even know who she is.." she must be in that storeroom of hers sleeping I think I should give her some sleeping pills so that Jeff's men can take her away without any problem" said uncle
No I am not some toy which they think they can sell so easily to some rich jerk I will run away from here "ok dad i'll get her by an excuse to clean my shoes" as lily walks towards my storeroom I run away from an open window in the corridor I run as fast as possible to get away from them they never considered me anything but waste of time I keep running and running as I reach on a pole near a bridge I step towards the railing of the bridge and look at the water in the river flowing beneath the bridge
Maybe ending my life is the best decision...no one will ever harm me again I will be able to meet my parents who will tell me everything about how I learn walking , speaking and smiling this miserable life of mine will come to an end I will be free forever.....
I climb on the railing as I think all these thoughts when suddenly I hear a voice behind me "hey sorry to interrupt you but I just came here to enjoy the view,"
Huh????
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