Just A Tale

Wound Wounds Wounds

All the houses of Stanley street were quite as dead.Probably the clock was ticking by two past ten.No traces of lights and sounds were found there.However,the morning of that street was utterly different;loaded with
vehicles,people,chaos,dreams,dramas,happiness,sadness..blah..blah..blah.Nikita was not sleeping, as usual.She had a belief that out of her sixteen years of long(which she thought)life period she was sleepless for at least five years.She woke up from the bed carefully,as her younger sister Emma was sleeping beside her and went to their dressing room.She was observing her in front of the mirror."Vacant" the only world she could find for herself.
"Nikita,Emma..wake up or you are gonna be late for the school bus.Momma will not call you up again..hurry up"
"Emma,wake up". Nikita was almost done though she didn't have to do a lot, just put on her uniform and tie her hair and as she was blessed with sleepless nights so she managed to get herself a lots of time for her little stuffs.
"Don't you get bored,sissy..huh?? The same ponytail..nothing new"
" and Em why don't you get bored by telling me this in every morning?! Now get up from bed and get ready.Quickly.I am waiting for you downstairs"
"Niki, I need some times to get ready, I can't come in rush,you know that"
"You are Emma Boston not Emma Watson,I guess you don't need to look like a celebrity"
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"So tomorrow we are going to Charlie's place, aren't we,Daria?
"Yes darling,that's what we decided last night"
"Charlie's place? Tomorrow??and we knew nothing!" Emma got excited.
"Why? You don't want to go dear?"
"Oh momma, I definitely want to go.I saw their little baby boy in Facebook..he is so cute!"
"ummm..I would probably stay at the house"
"What happen,Nikki? It's gonna be fun.Last time you didn't go and Charlie-Karen both got really upset"
"I have exams next week..need to be prepared for that papa"
"Nikki,you will go with us to see your uncle and aunt.Its just a matter of one day,won't bother you"
"Momma, I won't go"
"What exactly are your problems,Nikita?!"
"Hush!Daria! You are shouting"
"No John,that's enough.She is sixteen now..how long she will take to get normal?I can't see her like this.She needs to get move on with her life"
"I guess I have moved on enough momma." and Nikita left the table.
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That night Nikita was going through her own albums.She looked even prettier than Emma.All of them were loaded with her smile.She was playing,singing,swinging....Suddenly a newspaper article came into her hand.A five years old article.
"Eleven Years Old Kid Got Raped by Her Neighbour"
"An eleven years old kid named Nikita Boston from Stanly street got raped yesterday by her neighbour Mr.Thompson (32 years old).When she was playing outside of her house her neighbour, who was really closed to them called her in his unit..........."
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Some wounds never get healed."Time is the best healer"..not exactly true for everyone..