My Friend's Sorrowful Fate

My friend was tied to a pillar and her father beat her ruthlessly for stealing some money from his pocket.

She was my childhood friend. She was the elder girl in her family. She has a younger sister and brother. Her family was poor.

She took care of her siblings and managed the house very well as her mother worked hard to earn money and her father was an alcoholic. She didn't get any affection from her family.

She was punished cruelly by her father once when she stole money. It occurred at night. As her house is a just little bit away from my house, I witnessed it and the trauma never left me.

When my father saw me crying, he along with other neighbours went to make it stop. Then her grandparents living in another house stopped him.

Next day, I ran to her house. Her parents were not there. She was alone. Tears loved her sincerely that's why they never left her face.

Whenever I try to console a person, I end up hugging and crying with them. History repeated here too.

I took her to my home and made her eat everything I had. Because I just wanted to see her smile.

Once she couldn't attend her school trip due to financial problems. So instead, I packed the snacks I had, grabbed her hands and we went to a small village trip. Crazy me!!

She never complains about anything, instead, she chose to become a strong person enough to fight.

Her father is getting better now. Her mother has become more kind to her than the earlier times.

It is okay to have nightmares in our home but what if home itself becomes our biggest nightmare?