Introduction
Slave
These five letters made my book of life . My life is nothing . Just an old book covered with dust and placed on the highest shelf so that no one could reach it . No one was able to read it . My own parents or i must say my so called parents never tried to open me . I was torned ,bruised , like the pages of book . My parents never tried to fix me to stick the torned pieces together . Why because i was a burden on them . I was will and never be the part of their family. I never called them mine . Because according to them i was nothing but just a piece of trash . I was treated as a maid as a slave in their house . I tried my best to make them happy but in return i always end up in my so called room cleaning my bruise . Even though I never dared to open my mouth in front of them but still they will hit me they will slape me and what not . I would cry my heart out at night on their brutality but my cries were noiseless. I don't want them to see me in this state . They will think that i am week . Because i am not . Do u know why because i got Allah on my side . He is always there helping me . I have deep faith in Him that one day He will give me freedom from this slavery . I thanked Him every night for giving me shelter for giving me food even though they are the left overs but i will always say Alhamdullilah . Because i know there are many people in this world who aren't able to eat . When i compare myself with them than the only word that left my mouth is Alhamdullilah . For me the word slave defines my life
S for shattered
L for loathed
A for abused
V for vulnerable
E for enslaved
My abused life ,my emotions ,my bruises ,my shattered heart and my everything is hidden in these four letters . They simply call me slave but they never thought what actually they are doing to me . Instead of healing me with their love they broke me with their hatred everyday . I am a coward because i die every day . It hurts soo much that i want to take that ripped heart of mine out of my body and throw it away . Maybe my pain will go away . Maybe being heartless will help me . I am ready to live like a dead person . But I don't want to Shaytan (evil) took over me and made me do such things that i would regret later . Maybe someday i would be treated like a human not like an animal . Maybe someday someone will love me and will take care of me . Maybe ..... Maybe ..... Maybe ...............
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