CHAPTER 2

Few months into their relationship Aunt Lisa let me and my two brothers stay in her house for a week.

It was on the third day of that week that my life changed, when I was asked to sleep in the same room as my brothers and Aunt Lisa's husbands nephew, Ken.

At first I was quite unsure of the idea but I trusted him and my brothers. Although, the reason for my skepticism wasn't entirely on the basis of trust but because ab initio I hated change.

The earlier two days in her house saw me sleeping in her daughters room, Bella, who was about six years younger than me. We were best of friends and she was really cute. She had this beautiful brown skin and big eyes that went well with her oval face. I loved her more than I loved the fact that her parents were rich.

Bella's room was the type of room a young girl like me would love to sleep in. It was small but beautiful.

There was a small bed just opposite the door and a huge wardrobe at the side of the room where all her clothes, books and teddy bears were hidden. I was a bit jealous of her as I never got to have so many teddy bears and books_ fairy tales to be precise, while growing up.

The window was by the side of her bed covered with pink flowery cotton, the room was also painted pink which had been my favorite color at that time. The rug was pink, her bedsheets and pillow cases were also pink. It was the kind of room I saw myself having in my dreams.

When no one was looking, I would look at my reflection in the vanity mirror which was placed by the side of the door and wish I had the life she had.

You often hear the word broken Don't you? but have you ever felt it so explicitly that you could be used in defining it, in describing it. When it so happened that every time you try to get fixed you are broken, over and over and over again, until it becomes a part of you, the feeling of brokenness.

That you cannot live without the feeling of emptiness, because it is the only feeling you comprehend.

I sound like a poet right? that's exactly how I felt as I laid down on the bed frozen. My body was there but my mind was not. It had again wandered too far away leaving my body at risk.

Back to reality I understood what my body was clamouring to tell me and what my mind was trying to prevent when I had felt uncomfortable about sleeping with my brothers and Ken.