The Short Story
Let me teel you a short story.
Here it begins...
I was embrassed everday for being a girl.You will be shocked it was none other than my real brother.
He beats me everytime in my private region like my hips.So i can t show how deep my wound is.But he do this things in front of my mother.She is not my step mother but the one who has given me birth.
Isn t it strange?
I don t have any mother or guardian really.she even don t know when my periods come.She pretend that she cares about a lot.
But the reality is with gravity..
The story doen t end here it s just a beganing. The problem is i can only tell you this short part of the long story.
Copyright © Aamena Kazi | Year Posted 2021
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