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I had been living there for two months, but it felt like an eternity had already passed. My room was small and upstairs, just next to John’s door, which made everything even harder and more unbearable. A few months ago, I lost my parents in a car crash, and I was sent to live with the only relatives I had left – my aunt and cousins. John constantly tormented me, at school, on the streets, and especially at home, while my sisters did nothing to stop him. I didn’t have any money, and my aunt didn’t want to spend much on me, so I was forced to wear the clothes my sisters used to wear when they were younger. Most of the time, I wore oversized grey skirts and sweaters (grey, because the color had long faded). I think John was jealous of me because I was quite intelligent, and he tried to show me that he was better. As I’ve mentioned, I lived there for what felt like two endless months, struggling to escape, but I couldn’t. Then, two weeks later, I received a letter. At first, I couldn’t believe it, but soon I discovered that I had a sister, and she wanted to take me away from this family. I couldn’t hold back my tears. I was overwhelmed with happiness.

I had spent two months in that dreadful place, yet it felt like an entire lifetime had passed. The small room upstairs where I was confined, located right next to John’s door, made every day unbearable. The constant proximity to him made it impossible to escape the torment, adding to the cruelty of my situation. A few months before, I had lost both my parents in a tragic car accident. In the wake of their passing, I was sent to live with my only remaining relatives—my aunt, along with her two daughters and son. They were strangers to me, and I soon learned that I was little more than an unwelcome burden to them.

John, my cousin, was the worst of them all. He would torment me relentlessly, whether it was at school, in the streets, or worst of all, at home, where there was no escape from his cruelty. My aunt and cousins never intervened, nor did they ever speak up to stop him. My aunt refused to spend money on me, so I was left with the hand-me-downs from my cousins. I wore their old clothes, often oversized grey skirts and sweaters, with the color faded from years of wear. The grey hues matched my mood—bleak, tired, and worn down by my situation.

I couldn’t help but feel that John resented me for my intelligence. He was always trying to belittle me, to prove he was better, smarter, and more deserving. The more I tried to avoid him, the more he sought out ways to make my life miserable. Two months of enduring this relentless bullying felt like a never-ending nightmare. I dreamed of escaping, of leaving it all behind, but the reality of my situation made that impossible.

And then, after what seemed like an eternity of pain and isolation, I received a letter. At first, I could hardly believe my eyes—who could be writing to me? It was from my sister, someone I thought had forgotten me. The letter revealed that I did indeed have a sister who wanted to rescue me from this awful place. My heart surged with emotion, and for the first time in months, I felt a flicker of hope. I couldn’t hold back the tears. The thought of escaping this nightmare, of being loved and cared for, was something I hadn’t dared to imagine. In that moment, I realized that there was finally a chance for a new beginning, away from the cruelty and neglect I had endured. I was overwhelmed with happiness and relief, knowing that the painful chapter of my life was about to come to an end.