Life became more unbearable as the days pass by. I tried reporting it to the police but after meeting with my stepmom, the case was swept under the carpet. My tears were nothing to them. I begged them to save me but they sympathize with her and advised her to take me to a psychiatric hospital, that I will be fine. When we arrived home. I was pushed to the floor.
"you have the guts to report to the police? And you think they will believe your words over mine? news flash my dear, to the world, I'm the best stepmom "
"I'm sorry. I will not attempt it again."
"Just have it in mind that no one will save you from my hands."
And it was the truth. Everyone believes in what she says. I was tagged as an insane girl. No one believes me; some are even advising her to send me to the psychiatric hospital which she promises them that she will do next month; I know that she will do it she is unbelievable. I pray that day should come; it will be my little escape. I prefer being locked up to being beaten and heated. One will ask; why won't you run away? It is not easy at my age. I'm still a minor. where will I run to, nowhere? I once tried but I did not succeed. I was caught before I reached the border, and sent back to her and I regretted it, she dealt with me mercilessly and I wish that I was never born.
"Christabel "
"yes ma'am "
"where is that envelope your father gave you on his sick bed? The one he asked you to open on your eighteen birthday?''
''I don't know what you are talking about ma'am.'' I know what she is asking of me but over my dead body will I give her my inheritance? That is my escape and birthright. I won't give it to her. I will rather die than give it to her.
''what did you mean that you don't know what I'm talking about?''
''I'm sorry ma'am''
''Did you think I'm here to hear your sorry? Where did you keep that envelope?''
''I don't know, I think I lost it .''
''you lost it? Are you serious? Did you think I'm joking? For the last time; where is it?''
''I don't know ma'am .''
''Jack?''
''yes ma'am ''
''I need something from her, if she did not tell you where the envelope is, make sure she bleeds.''
''Okay ma'am''
''No ma'am, please, I don't know where it is. I swear, I don't know where it is.''
''take her away from here and make sure she tells where she is hiding the envelope.''
''yes ma'am''
Devil, we call it all the time has a conscience more than humane. A ten years old girl is being treated like a criminal in her father's house. I was taken to an empty room at the very end of the mansion. If I said that I'm not scared, that's a lie. I'm scared but I won't bow to her. That's the only thing my father left for me as his heir. I was tied to a chair, an iron chair to be precise. I don't know what he is planning but I will pass through it.
''young girl, you better start talking now. Don't be stubborn. Don't let me shed a little girl's blood.''
''please Jack don't do this, I beg of you.''
''Then tell me where the envelope is, I promise to let you go.''
''But I don't know where it is.''
He brought out something that looks like a wire and I know that it will end up on my body.
''So tell me, where is the envelop?'
''I don't know.'' And it ended up on my body. I was not feeling the pain in my flesh but deep inside my body.
''Pleeeaassee stop.''
''where is the envelop?''
''I I I I don't know.'' My blood was everywhere, he was beating me with no mercy. I'm a kid for crying out loud. I should be treated as such. They don't know me, they should kill me because I won't say anything and where I hide that envelope, no one will find it.