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orcefully relocated to the countryside, a decision made by my on

where I live with my aunt and her family, I had never known peace,

fortunes, she would call me names at times and tell me not to kill her the same way I killed my parents. An

fter several thought on how to go about it I decided to make another attempt one weekend when I was saw blood in my urine, I knew that wasn't normal, I n

whole street was going to be very quiet as usual and only the sounds of birds chirping the wind blowing the trees would be heard, but my mind was made up because this was the only way to avoid getting married to an old man Felix who my aunt wants me to get married to because he would be of great advantage to us sinc

the whole ground was messy, filled with water as it just finished raining. Suddenly the air becam

lready got to know that I had run away and her tracing me ' I began to run as fast as my legs could

ght before continuing my journey to Western Cape the next day where I could find my uncle Carlos who runs a bar at the outskirt of the town. I could remember vividly how I had left home twice to stay with my uncle for a few days when I quarreled with my mom because of my birthday party. She was totally against throwing

e field with lights everywhere around the field, I decided to hide from whosoever was coming in my direction. I was stop

onfused about what to do. I thought again in my mind that I had entered into the badlands. As he approached me, I heard someone shout my name Isabella! I felt t

d Richard got to us, he was immediately recognized by the man who approached me. They exchanged greetings, said a few strange words to each other, and then both laughed out loud. Before I knew it I was handed over to Richar

in the world I know of, and the one I would possibly be facing starting tonight, I wished I had died with my parents. I quietly sob

e different kinds of emotions displaying 'anger, fury, devilish ' and all, her daughter came up beside her and gave me a scorn and irritating look as I stared back at her with no emotion or expression on my face. Despite being a year older than her, I am secretly afraid of her because she is a good pretender, a terrib

ions when I got caught by her husband. Immediately I stepped on the last stair of the basement, I could hear a lock on the door outside which means I have been trapped there once again as this wasn't th