Destiny
Chapter 1 [A Step to Freedom]
A frail figure with straight brownish black hair sat on the edge of an antique chair nervously.
"I'm sorry, Rachel. But we can't keep the girl anymore. We have enough burden to care for our own children.
Just send the child to the orphanage. They will give more proper education and care."
As a stern looking lady bitterly spat the words, an old lady looked at the girl with a sympathizing gaze.
The old lady opened her mouth to say something, then instantly closed it in case of a regret that might follow.
In result, uncomfortable silence presided the richly furnished room.
"..I'll go get my stuff Mrs.Joanburg."
The girl restrained her shaking hands and silently got up from the chair- timidly walking toward upstairs.
"Finally leaving, Brianna?"
A condesending voice snickered at the girl as she walked upstairs.
"Told you, I told you she wouldn't last a month."
"Who would want to take a filthy, stupid, ugly, low-class girl like you?"
A snicker of the oldest boy started a mirth among the children of Ms.Joanburg.
Nevertheless, Brianna fixed her glasses and headed directly toward her room.
The room was empty and poorly furnished when it was compared to the living room and the hallways.
Brianna calmly looked around and found her old traveling bag.
And one by one, she stuffed her belongings into the bag.
Few books, few clothes.
Brianna hesitated for a moment.
'That's all?' A little sigh overwhelemd her as she looked down at little baggage.
"Brianna!! Get down here!!"
Piercing sound of Ms.Joanburg came from downstairs.
"Bye Joanburgs. I, too, am glad that I'm leaving here.
Just not the orphanage..." Brianna whispered to herself as she closed the door to her old room.
By the stairs, evil grins of the Joanburg childrens were watching Brianna leave.
And down by the staircase, Mrs.Joanburg stood elegantly next to Ms.Rachel, a woman from the orphanage.
"Give Ms.Joanburg your thanks."
Ms.Rachel pushed Brianna toward Ms.Joanburg.
For an instant, Brianna felt Ms.Joanburg flinch a bit.
"Thank you ma'am. I will never forget my stay here."
Brianna crossed her fingers as she repeated the jaded phrase for the thirteenth time.
"Out the door now," yelled a boy of Ms.Joanburg.
Brianna coldly turned around to face the boy at the top of the staircase. Then she quietely nodded.
A step.
And she was free.
Chapter 1 [A Step to Freedom]
A frail figure with straight brownish black hair sat on the edge of an antique chair nervously.
"I'm sorry, Rachel. But we can't keep the girl anymore. We have enough burden to care for our own children.
Just send the child to the orphanage. They will give more proper education and care."
As a stern looking lady bitterly spat the words, an old lady looked at the girl with a sympathizing gaze.
The old lady opened her mouth to say something, then instantly closed it in case of a regret that might follow.
In result, uncomfortable silence presided the richly furnished room.
"..I'll go get my stuff Mrs.Joanburg."
The girl restrained her shaking hands and silently got up from the chair- timidly walking toward upstairs.
"Finally leaving, Brianna?"
A condesending voice snickered at the girl as she walked upstairs.
"Told you, I told you she wouldn't last a month."
"Who would want to take a filthy, stupid, ugly, low-class girl like you?"
A snicker of the oldest boy started a mirth among the children of Ms.Joanburg.
Nevertheless, Brianna fixed her glasses and headed directly toward her room.
The room was empty and poorly furnished when it was compared to the living room and the hallways.
Brianna calmly looked around and found her old traveling bag.
And one by one, she stuffed her belongings into the bag.
Few books, few clothes.
Brianna hesitated for a moment.
'That's all?' A little sigh overwhelemd her as she looked down at little baggage.
"Brianna!! Get down here!!"
Piercing sound of Ms.Joanburg came from downstairs.
"Bye Joanburgs. I, too, am glad that I'm leaving here.
Just not the orphanage..." Brianna whispered to herself as she closed the door to her old room.
By the stairs, evil grins of the Joanburg childrens were watching Brianna leave.
And down by the staircase, Mrs.Joanburg stood elegantly next to Ms.Rachel, a woman from the orphanage.
"Give Ms.Joanburg your thanks."
Ms.Rachel pushed Brianna toward Ms.Joanburg.
For an instant, Brianna felt Ms.Joanburg flinch a bit.
"Thank you ma'am. I will never forget my stay here."
Brianna crossed her fingers as she repeated the jaded phrase for the thirteenth time.
"Out the door now," yelled a boy of Ms.Joanburg.
Brianna coldly turned around to face the boy at the top of the staircase. Then she quietely nodded.
A step.
And she was free.
