chapter 1

"Its not the story that keeps you going but the feeling of knowing what goes on makes you keep reading it."

"Bring abandoned at the age of 10 did not make siyara week instead it made her strong.

she did not cry when they left her because she knew that she was unwanted but that did not lessen the pain that she felt. However she did not waste her life away getting angry and upset but instead decided to make her life better. The orphanage where they had left her was said to be the best orphanage in the state but only the ones who lived their knew it's ugly truth.

At first siyara was given the utmost care after her arrival but after a week she was moved into the last room of the 4th floor where all the servants of the orphanage lived in. Day by day the treatment given to her worsened and she found herself growing weaker bacause of starvation not they did not have her food but simply because she could not stomach the dirty porridge filled with pelts. One year after surviving in the hell, siyara decided she could not continue inspight of being a child of only now 11 she was mistreated inhumanly her body was filled with scars and her eyes were lifeless.

PRESENT

Blue eyes without a hint of life stared down the building she could hear her heart pounding in rhythm neither slow nor fast her hands slowly gripped the railings which were cold but hard. Her feets rose and crossed the barrier between her and her salvation her hands left the railing and fell back on sides

a single tear rolled down her eye trailing a wet path on her cheeks and falling down into the air below.