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Chapter 8 : The Road to Nowhere
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2026-08-02 17:02:22
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Mummy, i didn’t Run Away: The Unwanted Child Chapter 20: Buying What Was Never for Sale
Mummy, up until that point, I had never held huge money. The little money I ever knew back then was whatever small coins or crumpled notes I managed to keep for myself before handing the rest of our earnings over to Madam Veronica.Back when we were still standing out on the cold streets every night, whatever little money I kept for myself was just enough to buy a bite to eat or hold my breath until the next shift. Every single major wad of cash always went straight to her. The clients paid her before we even walked into the room. To me, big money was just… it was for the adults, for the people who owned us. I never thought I would touch a single cent of it.But one night, it changed.A politician—a very powerful man—had specifically asked for me. When the night was over, he was getting dressed to leave. He didn’t just walk out. He grabbed my hand, pressed something into my palm, and folded my fingers over it. He looked at me, really looked at me, and said, *"Be a good girl."*I didn’
Mummy, i didn’t Run Away: The Unwanted Child Chapter 19: The Face they Wanted
Unlike some of the other girls who struggled every single night just to get a single person to look their way, getting customers was rarely difficult for me. I was young, I was beautiful, and I had the kind of appearance that easily caught people's eyes right away. Whenever we were sent out to stand at our usual spots, men would notice me almost immediately.Madam Veronica noticed this very quickly, too. It didn’t take long before she started treating me differently from the rest of the girls. Instead of always leaving me out on the regular streets where the crowd was noisy and unpredictable, she began sending me to private rooms and hidden locations. At first, you might think a private room sounds better or safer, but it wasn’t. In fact, those places were often much worse. The men who came there weren't ordinary people walking down the street; they were wealthy, powerful, and completely used to getting whatever they wanted, however they wanted it, without anyone saying no to them.So
Mummy, i didn’t Run Away: The Unwanted Child Chapter 18: The Hypocrites of God
Going to church every Sunday was a must at Madam Veronica's house. In fact, Madam Veronica is a deaconess in her church, and people respect her. They call her "Mummy," so she always made all of us join her for church, maybe because she wanted to keep up appearances, keep a good record, or just wanted the people in her church to see her as a good person.Since we lived just two blocks away from the compound, going to church wasn't really difficult because the other girls and I usually take the bus while Madam Veronica goes with the car with her husband. The first time we went to the church, it was extremely friendly, especially the pastor’s wife. Even the ushers and workers are mostly friendly. They wanted to know if you were okay because we were first-timers. They gave us food, they gave us drinks. The message was wonderful and even touched my soul. After the service, the pastor's wife came to us, asking us, telling us if we need anything, or if we needed advice on our spiritual life
Mummy, i didn’t Run Away: The Unwanted Child Chapter 17: The Cotton and the Call
It was late one evening in the mansion when the terror shifted from the streets back into our own rooms. One of the girls, Blessing, started screaming in agony from the restroom. We all froze, our hearts instantly leaping into our throats, thinking something catastrophic had just happened to her. We rushed inside to make sure she was okay. We found her collapsed on the cold floor, unable to even stand, quivering and crying as she tried desperately to force herself upright.“Blessing, what is going on? What happened?” we asked, panic rising in our voices.She looked up at us, her eyes wide with terror, tears streaming down her face as she shook her head, unable to form the words. It took a moment before she could choke it out. The wad of cotton wool she had stuffed deep inside her body had become completely stuck.Mummy, remember I told you how we survived out there? Apart from our regular periods when we used makeshift cotton to block the flow, these men often refused to use protectio
Mummy, i didn’t Run Away: The Unwanted Child Chapter 16: Standing on the Street
The first time we all went out, we didn’t go alone. That was when I finally understood the true purpose of the men living in the house, the ones we had wondered about when we first arrived. I had asked myself back then whether they were meant to guard us or protect us. Now, the chilling answer was clear. They were our wardens, our shadows, sent to make sure none of us ever found a way to slip away.Two luxurious buses were packed with us that night, driving us out past the city lights into a secluded, unfamiliar area. When we arrived, the reality of it hit me like a physical blow. We were told to line up along the dark, desolate streets. We stood there shoulder to shoulder like goods displayed on a shelf, products meant to be bought, used, and discarded.Because of my background, because I had never known anything about this world, Madam Veronica had taken special time to prepare me. She had handed me the high heels that now dug painfully into my aching feet. She had forced me into th
Mummy, i didn’t Run Away: The Unwanted Child Chapter 15: The Trap in the Mansion
She took us inside and showed us to two large rooms. Each room was packed with nearly ten bunk beds, lined up row after row. She told us to make ourselves comfortable, but none of us were smiling. None of us were happy. We already knew what was waiting for us. We knew something dark was coming.After we had freshened up, she brought us food, and we ate in heavy silence. The comfort of a real house didn’t make us happy. It didn’t excite us at all. Even though the Italian camp had been crowded, noisy, and chaotic, and even though we spent only three days there, we still preferred it over where we were now. That camp had given us peace. It had given us a restless kind of safety, far away from the angry, predatory eyes of Madam Veronica.In her house, every full step she took made our hearts leap. Every time her gaze landed on someone with her eyes wide open, it felt like our hearts were about to jump straight out of our mouths. Not a single person smiled. We hardly spoke to one another a
