Mistakenly Punished

Mistakenly Punished

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"I don't do wrong things and I don't have time to waste on wrong people. I said we need to talk, it means we.need.to.talk" His tone grew harsher and he stressed the words. "Why do you think I would talk to strangers? Her gaze shifted from Aarib to Nate before she lowered it again. She kept her gaze low mostly unless eye contact is needed. "Because you don't have any other option, Miss Sophia Maalik" Now this was alarming, the guy she didn't know even existed a minute ago, calling her by her full name. ...................... What happens when you punish someone who isn't even at fault? And above that, They forgive you without letting you explain? and your conscious doesn't accept the forgiveness as you didn't earn it? ..................... Let's read the journey of Aarib Naik and Sophia Maalik.
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"Mommy?" I looked up from her arms and into her smile. "Yes, my little light?" She replied back, with a curious grin. Nothing but love, gentleness, and kind warmth on her sweet face. Six year old me stared into her glistening eyes. Eyes that could melt glaciers. Those eyes. "What is it my love?" She questioned again with an angelic smile. That damn smile. The sudden breeze pushed the windows to slam open against the walls, as the curtains flew up and the rose candle was blown out. The night crept in, invading my bedroom. My mother gasped with a frightened jump and called out my name. Frantically, she flipped the bedside lamp on when she heard no reply. Panic washed over her face as she kneeled beside her sweet little girl, now covered in a blood stained night gown, black eye and bloody lip. "Why did you let him hurt me, mommy?" My mother gasped and fell back onto her hands. Terrified, she stood and with no hesitation, made a dash for the door, leaving her baby girl in the dark corner. Her panicked attempt to leave the room came to a complete stop as she came to face the full length mirror. She stared back in horror, only it wasn't her looking back at her reflection. It was me -Kali emerges from her past that has left every piece of her in ruins. Her life was left shattered into a million pieces. With intentions of starting a new life, she feels like her past will never let her go. When starting over doesn't promise a new start, Kali's life is thrusted in and out of place.

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