chapter 1 A TRAUMATIZED CHILD HOOD

My self ayesha belong to a Muslim family

Mera bachpan bhoot acha guzar raha tha jab tak mera abuse na ho sad but true start krte hai starting se mai ek bhoot ache ghr se belong karte hu bachpan me hi mere parents ko pata lag gaya tha ke mere heart me hole hai aur uske surgery karana bhoot zaroori hai aur mere surgery successful bhi hue mere parents ne bhoot sacrifice kiya hai as belong to middle class family many people can't afford this much money but my father manage money for my good treatment and they safe my life...! Sab kuch mast chl raha tha surgery ke badh ab mere mummy par ata hai pressure mai to thi hi mere choti bhen bhi thi wo mujh se do sal ke chote thi ab mummy ke liye muskil task hua tha mujhe aur mere bhen aur susral walo ko sambhal na to unho se decide kiya ke wo mujhe mere nani kan chod dege thode bade hone tak fir wo mujhe nani kan chod diye mujhe nahi pasand tha unse dur rehna fir b reh gayi bhoot muskil tha wo din bhi jab mai bhoot choti thi par sab yaad hai...! Mai mere nani kan rehne lagi aur muje adaat hogyi wahi rehne ke mere nani bhoot ache thi ab wo is dunia me nahi hai par wo muhje bhoot pyaar krte the still missing her.

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KYA HUA MERE SATH

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bataungi par adat se hogyi thi nani kan rehne ke but muhje mere mummy papa b chaiye enjoy krte thi par raato me wahi rona yaad krkar mai apne papa se bhoot attached thi yaaar apni awlad ko dur na kro khud se kabhi bhi

Fir ata hai ek sab ae khatarnak din .

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. Sab gye the shadi me mujhe chod kar mere ek cousin sis aur cousin bhai ke sath