Final victory

I just ran and ran without turning back this time. I could feel the heaviness in the breath and intense pain in the muscle but my gut feeling kept me going. Finally stopped to realise its getting dark. I can feel the heavy cool breeze hitting me. I could hear the surge of waves and tides.

I stopped. Took a deep breath and looked around.

Sigh!! Oooohhoooo. I made this year!

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She was put into a hostel at an early age when she was just five years old by her stepfather after the demise of her mother. Initially, she was happy to get rid of his mistreat and be happy in the hostel but even hostel place was not different than that of her previous life. She was suffocated by the abuse and mistreat of male staff dominance in the hostel. The fear of loneliness, no clue of the outer world kept her remain quite. She missed her loving mother.

There was an opportunity given to meet their parents yearly once on their birthday and permitted to take kids out.

Today she was 13 years old and planned well. She escaped from her stepfather from the restaurant while having breakfast. He was busy talking to his new bride and she took all the currencies from his wallet kept on the table and slipped using the right circumstance.

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She stepped along with the cool breeze wherever it took her and reached the beach. She stood against the setting sun. Her eyes were glistening upon the sparkling sun rays on it. She stretched her arms and cried aloud and said: “I AM FREE”.

It was her biggest breakthrough in achieving freedom. She walked a bit further and decided. Took a ticket for the next available ferryboat to cross the shore, find new clean land to start the next chapter of her life.

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This is in response to Reena’s Exploration Challenge #144

VJ’s weekly challenge – 104: Next Chapter

Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt: Glisten # WritePhoto