Three Brothers, One Lost Light
My Own Hell
This is my first story, so I will try my best😊
Now let’s meet the female lead
Name: Skye
Age: 7
Family: She had no one to call family, she learned to rely on herself.
Living: In a house, in the basement
Likes: Sweets, nice people
Dislikes: Pain, bad people, “her owners”
Personality: Shy, sweet, innocent, doesn’t know many things (no one has taught her)
Hobbies: Washing, cooking and cleaning.
She was found by a man and a woman — the ones who would become her so-called “owners” — who took her in and claimed to raise her. But “raised” isn’t the right word. From the moment she arrived in their home, they treated her not as a child, but as a servant. At just three years old, she was forced to clean, cook, and wash. Now, four years later, she’s seven — and nothing has changed. She’s endured it all in silence, while they continued their cruelty without pause.
But now… the real story begins.
Skye opened her eyes, and before she could even get up, she was already being dragged down to the basement by the woman.
Mara black
How dare a filthy girl like you sleep up here?
Skye
I..I…I’m so…sorry…..I will never do it again….
Mara black
HOW DARE YOU talk back to ME! (She said it so loudly even her neighbors heard her)
Damon black
Honey… what are you screaming on now?
Mara black
Baby… she—she dared to sleep up here on the floor last night. She should be in the basement by now! Just look at the floor… it’s filthy!
She clung to her husband, trying to look as innocent as possible.
Damon black
How dare she do this to my wife?!
Damon black
Who do you think you are???
Skye
Ahh… ugh… please… stop… it hurts…
Damon black
How DARE she!
Mara black
Honey, no need to use strength on her. Just tie her up and lock her in the basement.
She clutched at her husband’s arm.
Damon black
You’re right, honey. Now let go, grab the chains, and give them to me
She let go, walked over, and found the chains.
The man just stood there, then suddenly plucked her up.
Skye had no choice. She just hung there in his grip.
The man dragged her down to the basement. Moments later, his wife came down too.
Mara black
Here, baby. Use these chains and tie her up—tight as you can
Damon black
Anything for you, my love
Skye was silent. She couldn’t do anything
She just stood there, silent and emotionless…
Damon black
There you go. I hope you learn from your mistakes. Now, honey, shall we leave?
Mara black
Yes, of course
Skye
Wai… wait! D-Don’t go! PLEASE! Let me go!!!
Mara black
Oh, how dare you raise your voice at us
Damon black
You talk too much. Time to shut that mouth for you
Skye
(No, no… this is not what I wanted…)
Mara black
No. Baby, take this and make her shut up
She handed him a towel to tie around Skye’s mouth.
Mara black
This will teach her a lesson, don’t you think, baby?”
Damon black
Yes, honey. This is perfect
Then they left—without saying another word to Skye.
She just sat there, tied up in chains, bound to the cold wall, her mouth gagged.
Skye
(What am I going to do now? How do I get out of here?)
Skye
(I have to think fast…)
Skye
(But the only people I can think of are those two—Mara Black and Damon Black.)
Name: Mara Black
Age: 37
Family: She just has a loving husband.
Living: In a house, in the finest room.
Job: Has no one. Just spends her husband’s money and waits for him to come home.
Likes: Husband, money, and noble people.
Dislikes: The poor, a filthy girl.
Personality: Mean, bad, hurts people — but she changes when some people are rich or if she has use for them.
Hobbies: Being with rich people.
Name: Damon black
Age: 41
Family: he has just a loving wife
Living: in a house, in the finest room
Job: gambling and cheat
Likes: wife, money, noble people
Dislikes: the poor and the girl in the basement
Personality: mean, bad, hurts people— only change for the good to nobles and his wife
Hobbies: gambling and dotes on his wife
Skye
(Argh… I really hate those people…)
Skye
(But what can I do now?)
Skye
(I… I can’t keep my eyes open, but I’m not even tired…)
Author✍️
Hope you guys liked it. Bye! We’ll see each other soon.😉
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