Chapter 1: My story (part 1)

A girl was crying in a house in a place called pakenham. It was the 2021's the little girl who was crying was a 13 year old. She had been abused by her aunt's family and also almost choked to death and beaten up to death. She was crying because she felt lonely and sad. She had never been comforted in her life and no one appreciated the fact of her being born. She was alone at home listening to the song called save me which a bts song. Bts is a Korean k pop artist group. Her aunts had gone to work her cousin who was 4 years old was with hes father. She then finished crying and turned of her laptop.

She then got up and put on her warm winter slippers which where brown in color and walked slowly through the hall room door to the kitchen door then through another door and walked through the corridor and walked into her room. Her room was in the first room in the corridor. She went to Pakenham secondary college. My name is Vinshika Sivakumar. l am 13 years old. My mum and dad are overseas. l have a little sister. She is 9 years old. l was born in Sri Lanka and by chance l am in Australia Victoria. She then thought no one likes me and no one is kind to me. Then after saying this out loud she looked at the time on a alarm clock which was made in china it was the shape of a cat.

Ahh! It is just 8:00 p.m. Then she gets up and goes to the kitchen and gets a knife and goes back to her room and then puts the knife down on her study table and then goes to the front door and unlocks the door. After that she goes back to her room. Since no one wants me to be alive l will die. She put the knife near her wrist but then stops half way.

She again gets up and gets a pen and rips 2 pieces of paper from her writing book and then starts writing a letter:

To everyone,

No one appreciated me being in this world l have never smiled happily even once even if l did smile it was all fake. l thought because l was away from my mum and dad that my aunt and uncle would look at me like there daughter but they.....

they hated me and yelled and shouted at me every single day. Because of the yelling and hitting l felt scared and l kept my feeling inside of me and started talking to myself. l loved to go to school, listen to Korean music such as bts,black-pink music and l loved to be by myself. My dream was to work in a company. In order to do that l thought that l needed to now a lot of math so l studied hard even though l wasn't that good in it l thought that l will improve. But just because l couldn't do division my uncle and aunt hit me with a stick. Then because l didn't now how to read when l was in grade 1 or 2 my aunt hit me with a stick on my head really hard and it made my head bleed. They took me to hospital but then said a lie saying that l got hit in the head because of slipping and falling backwards. Then l had to tell a lie to the teacher because of that vary lie that my aunt said. l didn't have the bravery or the courage to say the truth because l was afraid that uncle or aunt might hit me to death. Because of me being scared of them l made many mistakes l don't now if it was a big or a little one but every time they would beat me to death. Then one time l almost got choked to death by my uncle. l don't now even if l should say my aunt and my uncle. l was really afraid of them. Then l started to change a little and got a little brave because some people came they were the child protection and someone else.