Elena

Giving myself a thorough wash, wanting to wash away the sin which was venomously committed in my body, I probably spent hours in the bathroom.

My skin had turned whitish because of the vigorous scrubbing and I felt quite satisfied a bit. It was only a miracle that hickeys weren’t left on my skin. I felt weak and all I wanted to do was to go back to sleep while praying that this day passes on quickly.

I hated my birthday as it was the same day my dad left me. I breath out, thought it was hard trying not to remember the kind of hellish things which happened...