If you call a child a monster long enough, don't be surprised when she grows teeth. I am not the jinx you created; I am the justice you feared." hey think a child's mind is a sponge that only soaks up love. They are wrong. A child's mind is a mirror. If you spend years screaming at a mirror that it is broken, eventually, it stops reflecting the light. It only shows the cracks. In the Rajvansh mansion, words weren't just sounds. They were scalpels. Every time my father called me a "Liability," a piece of my heart died. Every time Ayaan called me a "Jinx," a drop of poison entered my veins. Every time Reyansh stayed Silent, a brick was added to the wall I was building around my soul. They didn't realize that words are more powerful than any gun or blade. A blade only cuts the skin. A word? A word can make you believe you are a monster even when you are just a girl who wanted a hug. The World thinks Amira Rajvanshi died in that river. The girl who begged for a drop of love, the girl who held out a water bottle to a brother who looked through her, the girl who cried 'I didn't do it' until her voice broke... she is gone. But the river didn't just take my life. It washed away the lies.
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