Sunday, 6 April 2014
A whimsical step by my father pushed us into the dark lanes of extreme poverty .
Surrendering our lives into the clutches of fate that seemed to have seized us in it’s fist .
Those days of hardships made me feel , as if it was a trap for the lifetime .
The starved faces of my family coerced me to agree to every disagreeable proposal even though it demanded me to sell my body .
And just then she appeared , my old headmistress , an unexpected visitor inside our dingy single room , offering me a job at my school and restoring my faith on humanity .
A 100 words ( Write Tribe's 100 words on Saturday 2014 # 10 ) Five Sentence Fiction with prompt " Whimsical " and Blog Adda's WOW prompt "It was a trap" .
As today's a holiday for A-Z Challenge's participants so linking it up with Ultimate Blog Challenge
That day was like any other day. She got ready for her show. Closed the door and opened the umbrella to avoid a mild drizzle that h...