There is a large full-length mirror in the room. I sneak a look at my reflection in it and the question rises in my blank mind. MY INNER VOICE ASKED ME, Who am I? A bride, A Escort, An object, Or someone's Purchased need or what? MOM WHY AM I'M HERE WHERE I'M NOT BELONG? EVEN I DON'T KNOW WHERE IM. Why is my life so cruel? Why? Sometimes I become an orphan, sometimes become a servant for someone, sometimes become a victim of someone's lust. Even after this, God did not feel sorry for me, so today I became someone's Purchased!I think I don't do anything except see myself in the Mirror Helplessly, I see how I'm looking, A face, big round deep ocean Blue eyes and a cute button-like nose which have no emotions. Fragile figure I feel I'm just like my Mom.
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