Imperfect Perfection

Imperfect Perfection

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My name is hope. I am not perfect, but now I am. There is this man, The One Who Knows All. He is the one who did this to me. He made my life the way it is. He experimented on me. Locked me in cages too small for me to fit. After He was done and perfected me He gave me a separate house, more like an enlarged cage I could never get out of. I lost all of my friends because of him. I never wanted to be perfected but I didn't have a choice. All I know now is that He owns me, but I know one day I will be able to change things and I feel like that day is going to be soon.
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I was only nine when my life changed forever. I was sold like an object; all of my cries were ignored as if they meant nothing. I meant nothing. That night, I learned that in this world, I had no value -- not as a child and not as human as well. So, I learned to survive on my own. Later years were even cruel. I was sold and tossed from one hand to another. I was taught to obey, to smile when I wanted to cry, to bury my pain deep inside. Love? Happiness? Those were words that didn't exist in my world. All I knew was how to survive. And when I lost all of my hopes of survival as well, he came. He didn't just look at me, he saw me. He made me feel something I never felt before. I saw a spark of hope in him, but hope is dangerous. I am dangerous and not something meant for love. I want him to stay away from me because I don't want him to burn with me in the same fire. I need him to stop and save himself from this forbidden love. I can never be his and person like him are not meant to be mine. I am Sandhya and this is my story of Love and Freedom from those who call themselves my master.

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