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13 Years ago….

ผู้เขียน: Cynthia James
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“This will be your room” the older woman spoke as she pushed a door at the end of the hall way open 

Daniella walked in her eyes observing the entire room, she said nothing to the woman and only nodded. 

“Don’t you speak?” The woman asked honestly Daniella has been too quiet for her liking and it was getting on her nerves 

“I am sorry ma’am but there’s nothing much I can say” for the first time inside the house Daniella spoke, her voice sounded so soft and sweet the woman smiled and walked away. 

Daniella pushed her way through walking straight to the bed after closing the door behind her she sat down on the bed her memory flashes back to 

13 Years ago….

“Daniella come here you’re going to fall off that tree” her father screamed as he ran after her 

“Papa no I want to stay here I feel on top of the world” 5 years old Daniella giggled as she watched her father scream her name 

“You’re going to fall down child” her father shouted worriedly but Daniella was lost in her own world of laughter and happiness. 

The family was comfortable, they lived at the extreme end of the village, Daniella’s father had the biggest farm in the village he cultivated different types of crops and food being a hard working man ever since he was little he found his wife Emily few years ago before he moved into the village. 

He had tried doing everything possible to court her, but Emily was such a stubborn lady. She’d watch him buy her multiple gifts allowing him to speak sweet words into her ears but she was never ready to settle down and obviously Derrick didn’t stop, he had developed such strong feelings for her he was doing everything possible to make sure she became his. 

After a while Emily found herself falling for this man and she decided to say yes to his proposal, they both got married and a year after they gave birth to Daniella. 

Daniella came into a world where she never lacked anything, she had both motherly and fatherly love, she was such a smart child while growing up but sadly her mother died of a terrible sickness three years after. 

So yes it was just her dad left in the whole world to her. 

“Papa I want corn balls” Daniella whispered as her father picked her up from the ground she was completely covered in mud and was looking all dirty. 

“Well you’ve been a very bad girl today, you’re so stubborn just like your mother” her father sighed in frustration

“I am sorry papa” she whipped 

“Ok fine promise you’d be a good girl tomorrow and I will give you corn balls” 

“I promise” her sad pouty face lit up into a beautiful smile 

Derrick loved his daughter so much, she was everything to him. 

“But first you’d have to take your bath so I am going to give you to charity to go and give you a hot bath” he held her tiny fingers speaking. 

“I wish mummy was here, she used to sing for me anytime she wants to give me a bath” the room went silent Derrick looked at his five years old daughter searching for the best world but couldn’t find it. 

He missed his Emily so much “he remembered when she died he had locked himself up for a full month straight, everyone thought he was going to die soon but one thing that kept him going was his daughter so of course he’d do everything possible to make sure he protects her. 

“Papa” Daniella called out as she held her dull and drifting sixteen percent of her attention to it 

“Yes what is it my princess” Derrick answered cleaning off the mud on her face 

“When is mummy coming back? you said she was going to travel for a long while, but daddy it’s been too long and I miss her already” she grumbled looking at her father innocently. 

“Of course I know how much you miss your mother, she'd be back soon ok” Derrick lied again, he can’t bring his daughter to believing she has  lost her mother forever. He was not going to tell definitely not now but maybe in the future. 

“Ok ok” the little child nodded her head and walked inside following the maid to go give her a bath. 

The day was getting drowned by the night when one of Derick’s workers rushed up to him, his face looking all worried and scary. 

“What’s going on?” Derrick asked 

“It’s bad sir… really bad” the young man in his middle twenties spoke trying to catch his breath because he had been running for a while now

“Bad? Come on let’s talk outside” Derrick whispered as he slowly pulled him outside to avoid his daughter from hearing the conversation. 

“What’s really happening?” He asked again his face curving into worry 

“Some men are here in the village and their intentions are not good, they are organ harvesters!” The man screamed his eyes popping out 

“What? How …. How did you get to know about this?” 

“I went for a drink and I heard them talking, they are looking for a child, according to them their boss isn’t feeling too well and they want a heart.” 

The man trembled as he talked, he was completely terrified after hearing the men speak earlier. 

Derrick swallowed, he knew something was wrong and somehow his heart pricked him hard. 

“It’s fine thank you for this information, I will talk to my brother about this”  he shivered trying to hide his fears away. 

“Alright sir” the young man walked away and got swallowed in the darkness. 

“Papa, what's going on?” Daniella who had been ears dropping in the conversation for a while now spoke up 

She had followed her father when he walked outside to speak to the young man, she recognized the fear in his face; it was the exact fear he had when her mother passed. And Daniella being a sharp and calculated child knew something was definitely wrong. 

“Ha! I thought I told you to go and take your bath?” Her father changed the topic immediately he saw her. Daniella was too little to get involved in things like this and he wanted to make sure she avoided it. 

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