Sasha, a once beautiful lady, stood perplexed in the middle of an ever-tall green grass field. She was barely eighteen years old but had experienced the worst in her just-concluded love affairs. Not even an aged woman had experienced such a very hurting experience at the hands of her boyfriend. On her face, a desperate look explained it all. She must have fallen a victim of the worst a person could imagine in a love relationship. A neutral person could obviously guess the young lady was going through the worst moments of her life. In her mind, she had a series of thoughts. 'Why just me?' she wondered. An orphan! Was she brought to this heartless planet to suffer? She felt to have been going through generational curses that had held her in captivity. Misfortune followed her in every step she took, determined to finish her completely, and also reduce her to a useless human being.
Sasha stood there, wearing a completely torn dress. A black dress she had just picked from a dust bin just to disguise her nakedness. The dress was originally black but had faded off to brown due to maybe a decomposition process that had been initiated where it had been disposed. Sasha was keen just to cover specific body parts. Taking time to reflect upon her life was the most painful thing for her to beat. Now, she was two months pregnant and had nowhere to go. She had been chased away by her boyfriend after she became expectant. Finding her way home was something she could not think of. A very hostile stepmother who seemingly invaded their home dictated everything. The father had never returned home since he had traveled to the city to look for a greener pasture. Also, there was a narrative about Sasha's biological mother, who everyone classified as careless.Â
Sasha was the kind of girl who had never seen her mother. The mother intentionally disposed her in a pit latrine following a domestic quarel at home with her spouse. It took the efforts of a philanthropist to rescue her, by quickly demolishing the latrine and giving her access. Although Sasha was rescued, she had a permanent scar that reminded her of the painful experience at the hands of her own mother. This was the kind of girl who had never known peace at all. The alleged biological mother fled to an unknown place after committing such an inhuman act. Sasha was left under the care of a stepmother, who came in immediately. It was assumed that the stepmother was the reason behind the terminated marriage that made her mother disappear. The divorce was based on infidelity committed by Sasha's father.
It was almost dark, and light was gradually moving away from her. She had to move away, but had nowhere to go. Sasha fetched leaves from a nearby tree and spread them on the ground, trying to create a place to sit. A lonely girl sat in the middle of a tall grass field. The place was dangerous for human habitat as wild animals invaded the place. The poor girl sat there helpless, her hand supporting the cheek, while her face filled with a somber mood. A girl of her age having a wrinkled face and emaciated body dictated a serious malnutritious concern. A young girl looks like a sixty-year-old woman. But she still had slight hope in life. She saw a faded light far away. Despite the challenges, she was determined to overcome all, but had no one by her side to kneel on. But in her mind, she vowed to learn from the previous mistake.