Jaivik was looking out of the window when his new sister slapped him.
"Hey! What was that for!"
"I just wanted too!"
"Why are you always so mean to me?"
"That's what relationship between brother and sister is like."
"No, it is not like that. Loving sisters do not just slap their youngsters like that."
"How can you say that!"
"Because, I have an elder caring sister, very caring."
"Well, I don't want to be a carrying sister. Not when, a brother is forced on me to accept, just because my parents are not satisfied by a girl. They think I will leave them after getting married and they will become helpless in their old days. Well then, let it be like this"
As the days passed by Jaivik started becoming weak. Both his mind and body were in pain. Many a times he was caught trying to escape from his so called 'Home'. His body was covered with wounds. The clear mark of his forced father's belt could be seen on his back. Just like other times, today also, he wasn't able to escape and was beaten. He felt asleep as soon as he crawled into bed. His dreams were worse. They were just like a torture to him and as a result the boy again had a fever.
"Oh no! You have a fever!" Was the most sweetest voice he could hear. Surly it was his sister's voice.
He opened his eyes as fast as he could and saw Janhavi stroking his head.
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A Gift From Spirits: The Magical World Of Fantasy
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