So we met first time when we were kids. in a summer camp. our fathers are close friend to each other. as a kid we visited our homes a few times. but we didn't gave a damn about each other those days. so today's stories about how we met asdidn't gave a damn about each other those days. so today's stories about how we met as aadult.

I was a project leader in my father's company and we partnered up with ray's dad's company we were doing a long project together. when we first me we immidietly shaked our hands. Ray bowed once and said

ray; good morning sir. nice to meet you. I'm Ray.

hello; but how can raay be a girl's name.

*awkward silence*

ray; oh it's like a short from of my name. my full name is Rachel.

Evan; OK miss Rachel .

Ray; stop right there

Evan; how rude

Ray; sorry I just wanna say plz call me Ray only Ray nothing else .

Evan; ohkk then drop the sir

Ray; no sir it's disrespectfull

Evan after a long breath ohhk call me whatever you like. But we'll have a meeting about this project at sunday don't be late.

*The sunday day* Ray had a fight with her step mother so she ran away at the park crying in a bathroom

Evan; it's getting late where are you

Ray; I'm at the park 30 mins away from your office can you pick me up plz.

Evan; just for today you're not so welcomed

* rays hands are bleeding for self-harming anyways she patch herself and hops into Evan car*

*Evan in mind this girl is so brave how can she entered in my car with an not so well known person alone. She isn't even nervous. Too much confident*

Anyways he saw her bleeding arms.

Oh she also does it but I don't give a damn

*at there office*

Evan; can you type and work with me. Are you stable.

Ray; yeah. Don't worry sir I won't trouble you anymore.

They started working for five hours.

Evan; it's lunch time. I'm going to canteen so you can take a break from work.

15 mins later Evan enters to his cabin

He saw Ray sleeping but he didn't wake her and started to work all alone.

Ray finally woke up

Evan; did you have your lunch in your dream.

Ray; no generally I don't have lunch

Evan; I can give you 15 mins if you want to.....

Ray; no need for that sir I'm so sorry that I fell asleep. Why don't you wake me up

Evan ; what do you think. Am I your mom. Keep working fast you're so far behind

Ray; nods

Evan; this is so unprofessional of you.

Ray; sorry huh.

*eevan noticed that Ray is shivering so he turned down the air cooler*

Ray; thank you.

Next day at office with everyone

Evan to the leader of Ray's group; your employ was sleeping at work. I wanna exchange her.

Rl; no plz that girl is going through some hard time so can you adjust

Evan; why should I sacrifice for her

Rl; I'm so sorry no one wants that girl in their team

Evan; I see the reason

*ray heard their conversations * she gets low with her selfesteem *

At the meeting Ray falls asleep again.

Everyone started to laugh at her and a female employ attempts to take her napping picture

Evan was right next to her and he bows a lil bit so no one can take pictures of her

Ray suddenly woke up and pulls Evan back

*you shouldn't consider for me. I'll apply for exchange too. Hope you'll find a suitable worker.

So it's me Ray. I was born from a one night stand. My mom had me when she was 30 and my father was only 16 but he told my mom that he was adult. After that my mom was sent to prison and I was born there. So I had to live with my father's family. My father always told me I was an accident. He was careless about me and used to avoid me like I don't exist. I kinda grew up by myself and homeschooled. So I didn't had any friends.

My so called family used to hide me cuz I was a famous family embarrassment. I had my room and a mom's friend named Mary used to serve me. But she used to travel a lot. So I was kinda all alone. When I was five years my mom get released and she took me in. I was so scared of her at first but she showed me a lot of love that nobody did. But she moved to another country and left me with my father's family. They took me as a burden.

I had two step sisters. They all had blonde hair and blue eyes they were darlings to my father. I was worthless and ignorant. I used to in a dark room. Living on breads and never went outside. But my father won't let me slide. So I'm very tall as my mother and got my mother's face. He sent me to be a child model. Everybody used to bully me and a man

molested me but my father never belived. I was slut shamed. My career was falling apart.

My father took the chance and physically abused me for not being well enough. Then I had started self harm that time. My step mother announced that I was begging attention. My step mother was a psyccho she used to lock me in a small room and abuse me physically and verbally. Her excuse was I'm being a bad role model for my younger sisters my dad gave her permission for all of these abuse. And it continued for years and years. She also didn't let me in to their house at night and I had no choice so I had to cry at the roads. Within these years I took a lots of bad habits like doing drugs, self-harming and fighting with guys. I was really strong even that time my step mother fear me a bit. So my dad sent me for counseling and I was diagnosed with depression' anxiety and panic disorder. I was also suffering from anxiety and panic attacks nobody help me until my mom finally returned. Those time we used to hang out a lot and she was the coolest person in my eyes I know she left me but she had her limits and I understood well. Time flew sonfastly and my

misery came

To be continued......,.,.

Hi I'm Evan and today I'm going to ramble about my life. no matter how much you cry the gone one ain't coming back. this story is the memories that I cherished with my loved ones. broken mirror I'm picking the pieces but no matter how much I try the missing pieces aren't coming back. every day every night Ithis memories haunt me. I'm stuck. my mind recalls them and I can't neglect. it hurts so much. I remember them crystal clear in my mind. I want to touch my cherished people so badly but they vanished into thin air. now I talk to my self my past was not great but I got some moments that I find priceless. like seeing my child [izzy] for the first time Ray was hiding behind the curtains with a camera to capture my reaction of seeing my child. the moment I saw her I felt very connected to her yeah I felt the bond that day I couldn't even imagine that this beautifull bond will fade in future. Ray was still there sitting on the rocking chair smiling now I can't touch her but I still remember her pure smile. at the time of rebel teenage period never got the chance to say sorry to my mom. who knew that she'll left me behind. I got many purpose of my life but I couldn't keep them. at this point I'm waiting for my day when they'll appear infront of me. sometimes we don't value the time that never come back. so we should find happiness in little things. but we want more and that human nature at its best. now I live my life like a robot take loads of work to make me busy to forget my sorrow. but little do I know that it never works. if there was a time m machine where I could get back to the time. why I'm here missing everybody alone. you know it's an agony.

staring at the pictures of them being happy at that time but now theyre under six feet's of the ground. every day is so boring no entertainment, nobody to talk nobody body to weep my tears. I have ocd from early age once me an my family went to the roof top Susan(my (brothers wife) told me to take care of her children and I was busy so I didn't care until Everest(my brother's daughter) and fell from the roof. Everybody blamed me that I pushed her from the rooftop bcs as a ocd patient I felt like to harm others. I believed my family and shared my dangerous thoughts but they were only thoughts.

But they did not believe me. I was sent to prison but in court I was not guilty bcs I didn't commit the crime. After that my whole family tortured me and my mom. They abused my mom till her last breath. After she was gone my hellish life became more traumatic