A Diary Page I Found..

This is a based on something I got to see in the real life

It's about 11.30 pm. I am sitting on a stool under a poor light. Either side of me I can see two girls like me sitting on stools under that same poor light.Cold breezes slowly come up through that half opened single window and touches our cheeks making them red. I feel like I am shivering in this cold night. It seems like i cant move my body as I was sitting here in this very same position for about 5 hours. But it doesn't matter to anyone. I should keep going till I finish this. Until I finish sewing this teddy bear's nose. This is my life. Starting the day early in the morning and ending the late at night. All day sitting on a stool in the same posture sewing teddy bear ears.! This is my life.. Even though I feel to stop this whole s**t and fly away to my mothers lap every moment, I again remember my sister who's studying so hard and having thousands of beautiful dreams, and my father who is bed ridden and need immediate medication and my struggling mother who does almost anything to earn a rupee.! They all depend on me.! Their only hope is me.! So how can I run towards them destroying all their hopes? Even though my life is so hard I can never leave here. I should earn. I should work and earn. This is my damn life.! A life in a garment. Job as a sewing girl. This was the only job I got for my age. You see even though I am acting like a well matured girl I am still 13 years..I didn't have the chance to study.I had to end up earning money for my family. This is a usual thing for a eldest child in a very poor family here. There are hundreds of girls like me here working so hard day and night with no rest for a small amount of money. My head is paining as I was staring at this needle for hours now.I feel very hungry as I couldn't eat well for days now. Maybe because of the tiredness and also I feel like I am freezing in this cold whether but we don't have sweaters to wear right?? You must be laughing. But that's my life. My life is trapped in this long building with a high roof.! Small windows with Less light coming inside. A sleep for about three hours and about 20 hours of working period.! What a life.! I don't know when it will end..may be if my sister gets a proper job or if my father could recover and get back to work again I'll be leaving here. But when? My sister is still just 7 years now. And my father is getting weak day be day.. So I don't know when. But I am having a hope in !y heart that one day everything will come back to normal and I could be in my home with my family. May be when that day comes I won't be alive because I am spending such a time here. But It's good to keep hope right??  Because Hopes give us something to live for.!

Author's Note

There may be grammar mistakes because I came up with this in a hurry as I wanted to give it all out. This is not a fantasy. There are thousands of such people in our countries.. And their life is a misery.. So I wanted to write about them..Any review is highly appreciated.! Thank you

Reviews

[Nicole Philipa K.]

Good story. Very relatable. Well portrayed and good use of vivid description.
N. K

[Hiru]

thank you very much...!!!! this means a lot..

[Richard simpson]

I like it. Sure, it's sticking to me like glue on fly paper but I love the great effort and dedication you put into this. Great work.

[Hiru]

Thank u so much.!! I'm glad you liked it.!