𝑁𝑖𝑛𝑜
I leaned my back against the walls of the cell, I tilt my head upwards with my eyes closed. Memories of what happened right from the beginning came flashing before my eyes, never had a normal childhood. I was often bullied by kids my age, I was often framed for what I didn't do in my childhood by kids my age. I thought it would be different if I become an adult and I found myself wanting to grow up fast so all those nightmares called my childhood will stop. A child who lost her parents and uncle, what does that child have? When life treated her unfairly.
Usually, I thought being born with a silver spoon was a blessing but to me, it was rather a curse. Most times I preferred the life of a peasant, where you won't be in the spotlight and no one will bully you. My fingers found their way to my neck and wrapped around the small matte steel locket below my neckline. The locket contains my parent's picture. I fiddled with it, lost in space.
