(Clara)
"Clara come and clean this and you better do it fast" . The manager of the orphanage directed the cleaning of the room to me . I don't know what kind of place is this and why was I here , working as a maid . In my country I was renounced businesswomen with very deep pockets . I was thirty year old woman . how can I end up being a child and above all who is being harassed . But one thing is sure this is not the world where I was living . Something was off here , nobody has rights , not even human rights , come on we have (UDHR) there and many other international bodies . Here , it is completely monarchy and commoners are treated worse than animals from nobles . It feels like I am living in 18 th century world . I . . . . . . .
' Ahhhh..hhhh , what are you doing ?', somebody pushed Clara when she came out of room . these were a bunch of kids who bullied her everyday , sometime they even snatch her food and letting her starve for a day .
" see , somebody got a mouth to speak " , Rom ,the eldest of them had pushed . He found it most enjoyable to bully her , a six year old child .
' My God , don't touch me Rom , what you would do if I complain about you to Madam Adelle . ..... don't test my patience ' , Clara stood up and wiped her hands on her skirt .
" What all this is happening here?" , the manager was there with her long stick to support her plump frame .