Guys, m writing the ff for the first time and direly need ur support 🙂 …… PLZ DO SUPPORT and the first 5-6 chp shall be revolving around lil avni 🙂
“You have no right to live”
“You are born to die from my hands”
“I am back, you ought to die”
“Haahahahahahahaha”………….…. “Nooooo”, woke up Avni screaming so [the No]. It was 03:05 am and pitch dark. She was sweating badly. She wiped off the sweat from her face with both the hands in a hurried manner. While having a heavy breath she turned her face to right to heave a sigh of relief. But as soon as she turned her face up, she screamed her lungs out!!……
#FLASHBACK PLAYS
“When shall dad come? I am eagerly waiting for him”, said lil Avni who had just turned 8 yrs old. “Beta, he will be coming late…so let’s cut the cake or else it shall turn sour like your other birthday cakes!” sighed Asha. “Mom, dad has never ever come to celebrate my birthday, in fact he never ever came to meet me. My all friends keep persecuting me that my father isn’t abroad, he is dead becoz if he had been living then he would have surely come to meet me, at least, on my b’day!” said Avni with a gloomy face. Asha was filled with rage as soon as she heard her daughter saying so………
TO BE CONTINUED……….