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Childhood of Bhavya

(I am writing as Bhavya here)
I live in Guwahati, a small village of Punjab. I never knew what was a peaceful life. My dad always used to come home drunk and used to shout at me, my mom and my 1year old brother..
One day Infront of my eyes that cruel man killed my mom while in drunken state..And told police that she jumped into the well and gave her life..
I was of only 3 at that tym..And that guy married another women saying that it was done for our future.She treat me and my brother as slaves..And never let us study also. She used to make us do all the housework and take care of her children, we made use of nights to study. After we completed our basic studies,we decided to run away.
And there we got a fantastic opportunity when parents and their child left us alone at home and went for a night show.. we packed our bags, actually nothing much, only our clothes, mom's jewellery which later served useful for loans and a few rupees from father's pocket .
And headed towards Mumbai.
(To be continued!!)

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Sneha