Coding Decoding | rewriting + on hiatus

p r o l o g u e

Some lives would have been better if they weren't the way they were. Some children could have had raised on sunny bright lawns, surrounded by friends and families, witnessing the sun going up the eastern horizon, rather than staring at the computer screen and breaking codes. Some could've worn colourful dresses and cried, when sad and smiled, when happy. Some could have had large halls to play or could have had more emotions.

But life chose its role. Some lives are just not perfect and those imperfections are what makes them important.
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Islared was born in California but was brought up in Chillary. Her family was still unknown when Jordan Michelle had taken her in when she was three years of age.

Jordan a 31 years old man, childless, was the assistant of the Chillerian Government. Most of his works included upholding the left out files and nominating other communities for the better functions of their state. A man of obligation with exhaustion from expectations and a burden of regrets hunched on his back; masked professionally with a million-dollar smile.

Jordan's wife, Samantha Michelle was a well known ethical hacker under the Government of Chillary, a lady of class and claims. She barely attended interviews, or meetings, and always preferred staying home, a blonde lady with a chiselled shaped jaw, hair mostly tied in a neat bun, eyes larger than her nose and amidst her grey mask, her large ebony eyeballs could easily be spotted.

A petite lady with eyes of fury and thirst for power.

On one such rare occasion, when she finally got out of her home and was asked to deliver a speech, she said —

"In the world of emotions and feelings which encompasses people's hearts, only the individual who possesses the ability to banish them all and leap for his purpose, his dreams, is the real winner! Remember, this world will never lose its arrows for your missed aim, either you choose to suffer on your own or gain the ability to move on. Everyone has a choice to make and, it's nothing but blunt  foolishness if you choose anyone else above you."

Wordings which the state of Chillary forever adored and recollected to every age comings.

It is never easy to raise a three years old kid for any woman, but, it was beyond impossible for Samantha. Most of the time she would remain occupied with her world and couldn't find the least time to spend with the little one. Isla would roll down the table and wait for her mother to find her as she would promise, but eventually, end up rolling back out by herself.

The days would dry to evenings and with every broken promise, or sometimes with empty stomachs, Isla finally would take it to herself that she was alone. This series of hopeless fun made her cold and distant eventually.

The negligence of her mother further in the early years eventually narrowed down to homeschooling.

But one Tuesday turned every ignorance to gratitude and every responsibility to malice, and no one saw it coming.