Ashkeeta, not living, but alive.

Imagine...

Your sitting on your bed, on the floor, on a blanket, on the floor, only a blanket, on the floor, your bed.

Your eating lunch, all alone, on a chair, all alone, only a chair, all alone, your meals.

Your sleeping, it's really cold, under a roof, it's really cold, only a roof, it's really cold, there's no walls, it's really cold, your nights.

This is my life.

I live an endless torture, so why am I still alive.

Ashkeeta forlorn, she is a girl who's not living, but yet she's alive. Through the story you'll learn her life, as she drags herself through everyday. She is 11 years old but her own provider, her grandmothers carer and her brothers mother. Her life is so different to so many others. Will she get a chance, to live, to strive. Is it fair, no. Should we care, yes. This story is not real but based on many children's lives. Poor, alone and scared.