Khushi  P.O.V.

Hearing  the  Azan,  I  woke  up  and  entered  the  washroom.

After  finishing my  business,  I  made  wudhu ( ablution) and  put  my  scarf  properly  on  my  head  and star After  my  Namaj, I started  reciting  Quran.  After  2  hours, I  went  to  kitchen to make  breakfast  for  my  aunty,  uncle and  their  daughter  Maya...

While  making  breakfast,  I  was  thinking  about  my  life  how  everything had  changed.

  It  has  been  18  years since  I  lost  my  parents,  my  happiness, my  only  family... Uncle  found  me  near  a  road  and  took  me  to  his  house  and  gave  me  his name... 

Though  they  brought  me  to  their  house,  they  hated  me  dearly.  I don't  know  why…??

"Hasn't  your  cooking  done  yet?"  asked  my aunty  angrily  from  behind. “Just  give  me  five more minutes aunty.  I  will  set  the table.” "What did you  call  me?"  saying  she  slapped  me  hard  on  my  cheek  and said,  "Call  me  mam.  You  are just  a  maid  of  this  house saying  this she  went  o ut... .  Don’t forget  that"

Though  my  cheek  started  burning,  I  quickly  finished  cooking  and  set  the table and  went  to my  room  because I  was not  allowed  to eat  with  them.

I always eat  what  they  left  after  their  eating. Entering  my  room,  I  went  to  my  table  and  took  my  parents’ photo  and started  crying.

Please  save  me,  Baba  (Father).  Please  save  me,  Ma (Mother). I am  breaking  down.  Please  help  me...

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