Chapter XI: AMINA

Until now I could not imagine how Uncle Mon did it to me. I was also afraid to tell anyone about what happened.

“Do not tell anyone otherwise you wanted to get buried alive,” Uncle Mon whispered in my right ear, trembling in fear.

My voice was in silence knowing I would be dead anytime if I would tell this to anyone. Drops of tears fell off down my checks, I did not know what to do and I could not trust anyone.

A knock from the door, “Amina? Are you done there?” Jessy was waiting outside the bathroom.

I wiped off my eyes and flushed the hatred behind as if nothing happened. “In a while, I will be out.” I replied.

“Hurry up,” Jessy commanded.

I hastily fixed and went out. I apologized.

I got inside my room and buried myself in the pillow. I wanted to leave this house and forget what everything happened. I felt so dirty. I hoped mother would be already here. I badly needed her at my worst. If no one would do this to me, then I would do something for me. He must pay what he did to me o