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Sasha

Sasha that's all I know. What's my surname, who are my parents. I'm not sure even if this is my real name. An orphan i first opened my eyes in an orphanage. Since then all I have seen is orphanage and Foster homes.

I am 19 years old now one year ago I was taken by a mid age couple, The Richards, they didn't really ever talk to me.

I was left to fend for my own self until one day Mrs Richards eloped leaving a note that she cannot stay with a drunkard. I was barely fed anything. I stayed cooped up in my room most of the time hungry for days.

Mr Richard never hurt me but never loved me too. According to him I was merely a scrap thing kept in the corner of the house

I am 19 years old, blonde brown hair Hazel eyes with hint of green, white flawless skin and honestly at this point quiet skinny.

Because of my beauty and helplessness I have always been a subject to jealousy from the other girls and mean lustful eyes from all the men that work in the orphanage.

All this trauma has let me to a high level of insecurity, I don't feel secure anymore be it anywhere or with anyone specially man around me whoever they are.

I always prefer baggy clothes, majority time dirty, I hate dirt but if it hides my beauty and figure than I am more than happy to oblige with it.

Food is a luxury for me, at times I get food Only once in a whole day, I won't beg for it because I know what they want in return.

Last week before I turned 18 in orphanage i was drugged by one of the male supervisor through my food when I opened my eyes I found myself in his cabin on desk all naked, with his naked body hovering over me, I could not scream as he gagged me with a brown rug my hands and legs were tied to the desk. A I could do was cry.

Thankfully before he could do anything warden Mary came in and saved me. It's been a week all I have done is sit in the corner of my room practically trying to be invisible, hungry yess, thirsty yess as I have barely eaten anything.

More than any of it I was scared to go out. I was in the very same position my head in between my knees in my long beige dirty gown my long hair in a loose messy bun. When warden Mary entered my room with food in her hands.

"my child you cannot sit like this all your life you need to eat something to live" I eye the food suspiciously, I know I need to eat but after what happened can I trust but she's the one who saved me.

.. "my child are you listening to me"

'Ohh yess ill eat it thank you' "good tc gob bless you my child" she left.

Later that day a middle age couple entered our orphanage. Out of all children I didn't knew why they adopted me a full grown 18 year old girl.

3 days after adoption when I asked Mrs Richards she said she doesnt have time for any children so she got someone who is capable of looking after themselves.

Days went by now I live alone with my Foster father Mr Richards alone as Mrs Richards eloped.

He never did anything bad with me but my experience with man is not too good hence I cannot let my guard down.

Today mr Richard brought chocolate pastry saying he got a job. Well its possible right and what can be bad in a pastry. Not having eaten anything since 3 days I guess can eat a slice.

Loosing my suspicion I started eating, I had no idea how but I suddenly felt very sleepy hence slept.

The next time when I opened my eyes I wasnt in my room it was a dungy brown room, what I saw made me go stiff. A man black hair brown eyes laughing manacingly eyeing me with lust.

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