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“Sometimes you need a human to get into your deepest painful memories, not a diary to feel appreciated.” [Jacqueline]

[Third Person’s POV]:

Remo: “I don’t know what to say to that.”

He wasn’t sure what to say to her. Because any word he would say would never suffice nor could reduce what she had lost, forever.

Jacqueline: “You don’t have to say anything, Remo. The fact that you are listening without judging me is enough.”

Remo: “Okay.”

Remo: “What happened the second time?”

Jacqueline: “We had servants in the house, out of which one was responsible for taking care of me. So one night she went to the ground floor to fetch some water when she heard hushed voices of my grandparents as well as uncle from the drawing-room. She tiptoed to the room and eavesdropped on them. They were discussing how they will kill me tomorrow, and then will beat mom and chase her out.”

Her fingers quivered, her eyes welled up with tears. It was a painful memory for her that she never shared with anyone. She was too young to remember it. But every time she heard it from her mother, it would hammer her heart into pieces.

Remo: “What happened later?”

A sigh left her mouth as she typed again.

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But Dad didn’t choose to believe her. The next day, Dad went to his duty, and Mom asked Our servant to hand me to our neighbors. Our Grandparents took me back and we’re trying to make me a child who was not even one-year-old swallow fritters. Mom said I was crying, and hearing my voice she immediately came down and s*****ed me away. She said, my eyes were blood red and my mouth full of fritters and I was unable to breathe. She said she had to stuck fingers in my throat to get that out. That was when her patience broke and she took me to the first floor but they started screaming behind her. She tried to lock the door but they stopped it when

That was one adventurous and horrible experience

Jacqueline: “Thank you.”

alive. I am even glad that your parents protected you with her life. Where

in Moradabad with my maternal Grandparents. We stayed there for 4 years and then came back to

“Oh. Why did you go

paternal aunt. Dad’s sister’s husband cheated on her and got married. Things were going south

am the most unfortunate person in the world. But you showed me today, maybe everyone is struggling with something that we don’t

her heart. Her eyelashes fluttered. It felt good to share her grief with someone. Someone who didn’t hate her, someone who didn’t mock her, or someone who didn’t believe she was too sentimental. And the most precious thing about it was that she shared it with

“It’s Okay. I am good now. How about you? What exactly did your

eyes Flashed with bitterness. It was a sensitive topic for him. Remembering those incidents always cuts the deepest. Nevertheless, since Jacqueline had shared her deepest pain, it became a

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real people. When I was 2 years old, our grandparents chased us out of their homes for no reason. He even s*****ed the money my dad used to earn at that time claiming that it was rent for the years they lived with them. We had to sleep in Church

was unable to forgive his grandparents, no matter what. The life they had to live there was the worst. Four people sharing a single space with a very limited amount of resources. How many days his father would only have one meal so that they could have the two meals per day. The whole school mocked him for being poor. There were no relatives, nothing. Forget about the toys he should have had when he was little. He spent his entire childhood with a single red toy car that his father’s friend gifted him, other than that, there were no toys. He had felt the pain deep in his bones, for seven years they lived life the same as beggars. Perhaps a little better than beggars because he was going to school even if it was for free. He wouldn’t have such an

phone brought his

experience that made you, so I am not going

fixated on her text. He found he cannot remember when was the last time someone

parent’s relations change with

finally paid off. When we purchased a bungalow for us, our grandparent’s love started developing suddenly, their visits became more frequent and they said they were guilty. My parents chose to forgive them, it turned out they needed money the next day for something, and Dad gave him cash

to give everything they have to people

realize it soon. And I hope