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A series of heart warming and heart wrenching stories of children living in the streets of issupor đź’“
EPISODE 1
My hand trembled as I held the knife covered with blood. I didn't mean to do it. I covered my eyes with
my bloodied hands when I heard him grunt for the final time. I really hope he is not dead.
"No no God no" I kept saying as I rocked myself by the corner staining my really dirty clothes with red.
After what seem like an eternity I finally mustered the courage to look at the body. It was a bloodied mess and I really hope I wasn't looking at an intestine. I couldn't hold myself as I broke into another sob.
I sobbed as I went into the bathroom and washed myself. I sobbed as I put on the dress I was supposed to wear when I'd be sold. I really hope I wasn't late to make a run for it. I looked outside the window and it was pitch black. Those bad men were going to come by nine and it was already seven which means I have more than one hour to run for it. I packed all the food in the suite; Every single thing in the fridge.
After I was sure I had rid the room of any food I hung the backpack and it was lighter than expected which was disappointing. As I held the door knob I took one last look at the dead man and breathed deeply before finding myself in the long corridor of rooms. I moved fast but not fast enough to raise suspicions. I finally got to the reception and I said a silent prayer hoping the staff doesn't see me leave. When the cool night breeze hit my face, I was grateful.
I was grateful I wasn't the one lying In a pool of blood. I was grateful I didn't break anybody parts today. I was grateful I had a new hope. I adjusted the backpack and began the walk into the unfamiliar streets of ISSUPOR.
My heart rate quickened when another thunder struck in the distance. I needed to find shelter soon otherwise I might not survive this shower. My hair was a mess and it was tangled bad from months of not being brushed. It would take a miracle to get it untangled. But my hair was the least of my problems now. I wish there was a time it wasn't. I was too caught up in my thoughts that I didn't notice when a car pulled over until they honked. Then the rain started.
"hey pretty girl" the driver said and I turned to see who it was. He looked no older than twenty and they were two others in the car about the same age. The way he was looking at me made me remember that my dress left little to the imagination. Now that it was pouring hard I'm sure it's just worse. That thought, sent shivers down my spine.
"what do you want" I shivered
"We want to give you a lift and take you some place warm" he smirked.
I know that look. It's a look I'm all too familiar with. "I'll do just fine"
"We can see how well you are doing" the one at the passenger side said and laughed with the driver.
The guy at the back didn't laugh he just stared at me.
"I am" I blurted and a tear rolled. I really hope they didn't see it. I hope it blended well with the rain.
"Just come on in" the guy at the back slightly opened the door for me. I don't want to. I just had two hours of freedom and I don't want to get back to being caged. "Just for the night" he added.
"Is it just you boys" I swallowed.
"No my sister will be there" the driver gave a frustrated grunt "Now get in the car"
I quickly did that and the one at the back helped me close the door. A feeling of claustrophobia gripped me. He watched me as he wiped his wet arm with a towel. When he was done he gave it to me and I started with my hair. It's so thick and dirty that the water dripping out hurt my eyes anytime they make contact. I wiped my arms and legs not oblivious to the boy who was beside me staring.
"So what's your name" the driver asked me
"Zazinn" I muttered and he nodded more to the beat coming from the radio than to me.
"I am Nasuma and the driver is Hasuma" the guy beside me smiled "he is Jazani" he pointed to the passenger seat in front of him.
"Nasuma as in darkness?" I muttered.
He nodded "and Hasuma as in light"
"The light of the day baby" Hasuma yelled and Jazani laughed hard.
"Pay them no attention" Nasuma frowned and stared out the window.
I nodded although I know he didn't see it. I looked in the rear view mirror to see Jazani staring at me. It gave me nausea and I placed my fore head on the glass not oblivious to the eyes that wear probably skimming
over my half naked body.
We finally reached our destination and the rain had come to a drizzle. I quickly stepped outside thanks to my claustrophobia.
"Easy lady" Jazani laughed "You always seem to be in a hurry Zazinn"
"I have claustrophobia" I wanted to say but kept quiet instead. I barely know this people and serving them with too much information can turn on me later.
The house was nothing special just a nice square with a door between two windows. It looked like something I would have drawn when I was very young.
"Follow me" Nasuma commanded and wrapped me with a wrapper. That's the nicest thing I remember anyone doing for me. So I did follow him. I followed him into the square house that seemed like a
dream....a home.
"In the dark of night, a forbidden dance begins. Maya, a sultry journalist, is stalked by Trent, a powerful underworld figure with a taste for control. As he watches her every move, the thrill of the chase ignites a dangerous desire. With each step, Maya teeters on the edge of fear and fascination, drawn to the darkness that threatens to consume her. Will she succumb to Trent's sinister allure, or will she turn the tables and make him her next exposé?"
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
Chandler Su who had cheated by her boyfriend then got drunk at a bar. To take revenge, she grabbed a man randomly and took him to the room. After a crazy night, Chandler found the strange man was a super handsome guy the next morning. Shy and shocked Chandler run away after leaving 150 RMB and scorning the man of his poor bed skills. However, she never thought the story would become so dramatic as the next day, she found out that the new coming president of her company was exactly the man she slept the last night! Worse than that, this new boss seemed very narrow-minded as he asked Chandler to come to his office on the first day.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Julia and Evan were the perfect couple-or so she thought. But everything changed when Evan abruptly ended their relationship, leaving her heartbroken and unable to tell him she was carrying his child. Years later, Julia has built a life for herself and her son, Andy, while Evan has risen to unimaginable wealth and success. Their paths cross again at a chance meeting, but Julia soon discovers Evan has moved on with someone else. Julia is done with the pain. She's fought battles alone, raising a son who deserves the truth about his father, even if Evan doesn't deserve her forgiveness. When Julia told Evan years ago she had something to say, he didn't listen. Now, it's time for him to listen. But is it too late to reclaim what he lost? "We should break up," he'd said, the words cutting through her like glass. The pregnancy test in her pocket stayed hidden, just like the child they would never share. Now, it's Evan's turn to hear the truth-and to face his deepest regret.