MY room was the way i left it, بستر unmade, blinds wound down, even the plate at my ڈیسک still remained in its place, I was 5 years old when i left, and things were identical at age 17. The air پگھلانا, سودھنا of dust, it was aslo foggy, i had to fight the dust to make it through my way to the blinds. Opening the blinds, Light began flitering throught, at this moment all the memories floated in.

Flash back.

Knock knock!
"Come in, if آپ dare"i giggled a innocent laugh, a child, i was 4 years old.
"Hello my darling, آپ getting up your silly games again, thats very naughty of you, آپ know good little girls dont play games,"i even remember his smirk.
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"Bella do آپ know what people do, when they love someone?"
"No, love's stupid"
"You shouldn't say such things, You're lucky a man like me loves you."
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"no"
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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
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"Mummy,if love hurts, then why do آپ love him"



For years i forgot all about those times, and began on life from my fathers side, jacobs side. It was like i was seeing them for the first time, like i was innocent like that little girl. I diddn't even recongised her. Falling to my knees, the blood rushing down from my face, laying down on the ground, i saw a passing shawdow, and a distinct snort of disgust from outside the door, followed سے طرف کی a "Click" only from the outside..
My دل fell. In a growing panic i flicked my head to all angles, stopping once while looking under the bed.Under my بستر was a gray object facing down. snatching it, and from the first touch i was pulled throught again;

Flashback

i lay under the bed, watching the feet rave around my room, i dare not release a sound, for if they knew i was listening, i would be dead.
"SHUT UP RENAE, YOU'RE AS F**KING USLESS AS THAT LITTLE W***E OUT THERE!"
"HOW DARE آپ CALL HER THAT, SHES 5 YEARS OLD FOR CHRISTS SAKES, آپ HURT OUR DAUGHTER, I HATE آپ I HATE آپ I HATE YOUUHOHO." *slap*
"I کہا SHUT UP, DONT آپ DARE INSULT ME BITCH, آپ DONT THINK I DONT KNOW ABOUT YOUR LITTLE PLAY DATES WITH CHARLIE, I KNOW SHES NOT MINE RENAE!I KNEW AS SOON I ENTERED HER" i hear him club something into his fists from the desk. SHe wimpered.
"Please phil,"
"I کہا SHUT UP!" he threw whatever he had in this grasp at her, i felt the force viprate throught the carpet.
The object fell to the ground, then slid under the بستر beside my arm, i held my gasp.

I flipped the gray object, and saw a photo. It showned the little girl, and the portrait-type mother.