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Life is a game. Must have heard about it, right? It is filled with twists and turns. Well the day I turned 16 I started playing this game of life. The hateful gaze of my family. I still get goosebumps remembering that day.

Why has life always been so unfair to me? Why have my parents never given me any importance? I was unable to bring myself to ask these questions. *Chuckles* Afterall who is there to give me my answers?

Do they miss me? Or was I always just a burden for them? 

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I opened my eyes listening the sound of door opening. He came close to me and opened my hands which were tied to the chair. 

Alisha: Mr. Keyan Kapoor.. *Whisper* What do you want?!

Keyan: You, I want you.. 

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