"The Grey Flame"
"This book is for those who feel like this world is to cruel with them. Who have parental issue , trust issue , love issue . Who couldnot love themselves. For all of those who feel like They lost something . Something broke in them that can never ever heal again "
Precautions:
If you can't endure trauma, beating, hatred , and suspense I suggest you to not read it cause if you read it you are going to curse me . I have put a lot of violence and traumatizing seens which I hope many people will like it basically this story isn'tsome kind of romantic cute love story . It's a brutal reality of some of use are facing . Not all the story is true and happening in nowadays in this world but atleast many seen where happening. Especially parental issues. So that why I have describe many type of them some are supportive but nature snash them some are brutal, some only think if them selves ,,and for some we doesn'tmatter .
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"The Grey Flame" Reason :
The real reason behind this name is the combination of Hate and Love . It's not just a name but it's feeling when you hate and love same person and there is a fire burning inside you .
It's the feeling everyone feel once in there life but for some it come with ease while for some like us it's come with a great price .
We all have to overcome this but the survivals will never remain same .some become beast while some stay silent waiting for there death .
Lesson:
"Let past deeds buried Taking revenge sometimes isn'the solution"
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Chapter : 1
"Nala"
(Childhood nightmare)
The darkness was suffocating, a heavy shroud that blinded me to everything around. Yet, my ears were assaulted by the cacophony of terror that filled the air .Screams pierced the blackness, each one a razor-sharp to my sanity. Amidst the coast, one voice stood out – a child desperate cry.
"Mom! Mom, where are you ?" the tiny voice trembles with fear, each word a heartbreaking plea . "Mom,please don't go! Stay,Mom, please stay !"
The child'ssobs echoed thought the void a haunting refrain that seemed to come from all direction at once . My heart racing , I strained to locate the source,but the darkness remained .The scream gree louder , more frantic,and I felt myself being pulled into the abyss of fear, unable to escape the horror that lurked just out of sight .
And I saw that girl she …she 13 years old and she ….she .. she's me.
I stood frozen, witnessing the horrific scene unfold before emy eyes . The rain-soaked road glisteed like polished and a for a moment , time seemed to slow . A car careened out of control, crashing onto the asphalt with a sickening crunch . Blood splattered everywhere, painting the scene in gruesome hues of red .
As I approached cautiously,a deafening explosion shook the air . Flames engulfed the wreckage . Panic set in ,and I tried to rush toward the burning car,but my legs felt heavy , as if rooted to the spot .
String hands grasped me, holding me back "don't go any closer !" someone shouted . The voice blended together, a cacophony of concern, . Sirens pierced the air, growing louder. Emergency responders rushed to the scene .
Firefighter battled the inferno, their faces set with determination. The ambulance arrived,and paramedis carefully extracted two charred bodies from the wreckage . My heart sank .
And the ,I saw it -- a hand dangling limply from the stretcher, adorned with a familiar bracelet and ring. The same ones my mother wore every day .
My world crumbled . Tears Burt forth, streaming down my face like the relentless rain . The realization crushed me : it was her . My mother . My mother was gone and at that moment I realize that being in shocked never prevent the accident from happening .
I was crying crying so bad ,shouting and screaming at the top of my voice " Mom ! Mom please don't leave me come back here mom please "
I Heard someone calling my name " Nala ,Nala ! " the voice grew louder , and suddenly my eyes fall open . It took me a moment to realize it was just a dream . I was sweating heavily, relieved it wasn'treal. But the painful memory lingered.
"Nala, are you okay?" Andy ,my mom'smaid, asked, folding my hand .
" yeah,..I .I'm okay ," I replied, still shaken .
It was just a dream ,but those haunting dreams never let me forget the day my world faell apart .
" Nala , you are sweating badly . Are you having that nightmare again ." I nod slowly " yeah, but I'm fine now"
"Your father want you there immediately" Andy said this with a little sad tune .
" Why ? What happened now ?" I ask her . "I don't know but he angry and wat you there immediately."
" Okay I got it thanks . You can go now . I'm coming after changing my clothes ." I told her .
" Okay but please Nala , come fast ."
She said before opening the door and vanished .
I rose from bed and headed to washroom . I splash some water on my face and pull a hasty ponytail. Change my clothes into black outfit . Later, I descended the stairs
My father, the formidable figure he was stood in the foyer, berating the servents untill I spoke " Andy told me you wanted to speak with me " I ventured.
He turned , his eyes blazing with contempt.
" I told her to summon you at once ".
Before I could explain, his hand conneced with my cheek, leaving a stinging slap " I said immediately, not whenever you pleased ."
Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes as his hand struck again " your apologies means nothing to me"
With that, he turned and strode toward his study "follow me" he sais and I can barely hear him from this far .
I let out a deep sigh and follow him .