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Fiction
Mystery
"A fourteen year old is convicted of murdering her uncle, Mr. Vikram Khandelwal." Naina, Naina Prabhoo had made headlines when she was a quite, lonely fourteen year old girl. Her life was in the juvenile, slogging and fighting her inner demons who didn't let her live her life. Released at 18, rearrested for drug smuggling, such was the bitterness that life made her taste. Raped, beaten, abused both emotionally and physically, Naina knows not what the future has in store for her. Her past as dark as hell haunts her during broad daylight and at nights when she closes her eyes for a snooze. ****************************************** Snippet She rubbed her eyes and sat up on the bed. A dark figure stood, leaning against the framework of the window. The white curtains flew in two different directions. "Hello baby doll!" An evil smirk played over the silhouette lips of the man who turned his face towards Sameera who was now wide awake. She peered into the darkness to try to see the mans face in vain. The moonlight outlined his sharp features, which stood like needles in the dark. "Don't you remember me my baby doll!" he chuckled, taking a step towards her. Sameera tried to scream aloud for help but her voice was stuck in the deepest trenches if her throat. She tried to move but her body remained immobilised. She soon found herself lying flat on her back and being pressed against the mattress by the man. She gasped seeing his face, "Vikram maama!" Sameera, Naina, Ambika or Nandini she knew not who she was. ©2017 CREATIVE _WRITER All Rights Reserved Began on: 3rd December 2017
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