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#2 RagsNOOK

That night when my father bid goodbye to that man, we all sat together in the tiny room on the cold- cracked floor. He started to whip his face with his sleeve and looked towards me with guilt as if, he was asking me to forgive him. I already knew something was not going right after the man left. We all kept quiet for a moment. Seeing that, my mother burst out with anger and asked my father why he did that, I was not able to understand what was going on so, I politely asked my father, "Baba, who was that man, and why he gave us a briefcase?"
My father, he sighed and said, "I'm sorry my dear, I'm. You don't have to forgive me but, this for our own good."
I got all confused and asked him again, "What is the matter?"
He shook his head and both anger and disgust took all over him,"I sold you to that man."
He told me that in one breath. I was confused. I slid a little away from my father. After hearing that so many questions started to form in my head.
My mother, she tried to pat me, but I stood up.
"How can you do this, am I not your daughter?"
"You are my darlin-", he startled.
I stopped him from saying any words by raising my hand in the air.


The tiny room felt like a void. The temperature dropped down to minus. My body started to shiver and the heart started to pound as fast as it could. It felt so heavy that I was not able to say anything, I felt dizzy and got all blacked out.
I woke up to some voices from the outside, it was of my parents. They were discussing the man and the amount they received. I was not able to listen clearly but, I heard that the amount they received is very huge and it will help them get through the loan they took from the merchant.
That night, we didn't share a single talk.
 When we were eating my father just commanded me to be ready by the morning as the man will be returning to get me. My mother made sure that I forgive them and tried to make me understand that it was for our own good. But, how can I not forgive them and forget all about this quite easily?


Both of them fell asleep after a bit of time. I was not able to close my eyes as the time flew it became even harder for me to get a mild sleep. That night, I planned that I will not live here in this caged life and with my unfaithful parents. I decided to leave in the early morning. I swept my feet silently and got myself outside the room.



It was 3'O clock in the morning, I prepared my bag with some clothes and some food for the unknown journey I was about to begin. I started to walk through the dense forest which was surrounded by tall, steady trees, the path was covered with fallen, brown and cracked twigs and leaves. It was very cold as the wind brushed through my hair and the darkness crept through my veins. But, the moon showed all his afford to guide me through the misty night.

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