The character of the butterfly is most admired by me, the beauty is not so easily caught But unfortunately I got caught. Oopsiee! forgot to introduce myself. Myself Riya better as the Queen Riya right...? entered the world by one family...but brought up by other. Tragic I know... So who am I ? Where am I ? are the questions arise in your mind I guess. Will unfold these by yourself slowly. So lets dive deeper. Thunders rumbling...lightning strikes...sky threatening...wind hustling...trees shaking...woman cries her lungs out and shouts her throat out while I came outta her...Wondering how I knew these...said by the ones who raised me...also called as something which i'll share with you later...getting back to that day...middle of the forest in nowhere...howling sounds...in the car which remained as a statue for years from the deep woods came to the city hospital with the corpse of my mum...the doctors realized she was no more...the man who gave me life abandoned me for me taking my mum's life...she leaving me behind travelled to the heaven. The main villan...nope that should be in plural...villains entry...the family that took me in...none othe than my own aunt...dad's elder sister. She had a husband known as my uncle...had a elder son and younger daughter. The actual stampede starts here...the day I hate the most came for the second time...yup my first birthday nad thats when they started calling me a jinx because they believe that the accident to the car we want was because of me...well its kinda actually because of me though...but totally unintentional as I don't know the situation...the siblings were treated great when I was getting stamped down in the basement and was working for them all the day and night doing all the chores and their homework too. They allowed me to see The outer world once in a month and that too was very tragic. Wondering what happened? The first time I stepped out , there was this flood came from a drop of water which I used to clean my sandals that morning and due to me getting over excited the water increased and they stopped me from going out that day. These things were happening often in the house and uncle just started blaming me for everything which was just so absurd. I badly wanted to say that "will you please just grow up and see them real thing behind everything which is your children just framing me to get me out of this house". Yes!! they just hated me, tortured, bullied and what not. I was just living as a non paid maid or even the word slave would be more appropriate to describe my position in that house. I so badly wanted to get outta that house which seemed to be hell increasing its punishments and punishing techniques everyday.