ne fateful day, chaos erupted as a tragic motor accident occurred in the community market square, taking the lives of many vibrant and healthy people. The
, and it claimed both of their lives, leaving her
d her, offering support and comfort. Neighbors brought food, friends offer
ences, and paperwork. Emily struggled to come to terms with he
relative, reluctantly
atmosphere was far from warm. Jeffrey, the son, was arrogant and dismissive, while Vivian, the daughter, was ma
sure she felt like a servant, not a member of the family. They would often belittle her, making her
ide in. Her uncle's family seemed to delight in her misery, and she began to wonder if she would ev
amily. According to him, Emily owed them for her living expenses, food, and shelter. The amount was
r. She was a prisoner in her uncle's house, forced to endure the cruelty and disdain of he
cretly save up money by selling fruits on the streets, determined to escape her uncle's house. The scorching sun b
tay safe from potential threats. Despite the challenges, she found a sense of liberation in her newfound
leave at dawn when her uncle's family would be least expecting it. Her heart racing with excitement and fear,
of the house before dawn. She made her way to the bus station, her heart pounding in her chest. As
held, but she was determined to make a new life for herself. With her savings dwindling,She that knew
elt small and insignificant, a tiny drop in the ocean of humanity. Where would she start? How
had no money for a hotel, and she didn't know anyone in the city. She wandered
oping to find a bench to rest on. The park was quiet, a peaceful oasis in the midst of
r, people who had nowhere else to go. She saw homeless individuals huddled in blanket