A devil was born-1

A devil was born(part-1)
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There lived a boy, who killed his mother after his birth. He was believed to be cursed and was turned into a monster by the society. His father never loved him as he was responsible for his wife’s death. The little child was all alone, no one to take of him if he sick. His father would never treat him like his own child. Sometimes the boy would go to a corner and cry for hours. “If they didn’t want me then why let me come to this world…..why? Why?...” As he turned 7 his father died in an accident. His grandparents didn’t wanted to adopt him but had to. Grandparents treaded him more badly, children mocked at him when he went to school. After 1 month his aunt from abroad came and adopted him. He wasn’t treated badly there. His aunt took him to the beach tried to take him out of his trauma and make him feel good. She even cooked delicious food for him and read him stories. “she was the one to show me happiness again but….” Aunt was trying for a child for about 3 years and couldn’t conceive maybe this is reason she loved him which the boy didn’t knew. A year passed, aunt was like the little boy’s family now,they went to parks and sang children songs together. But the boy became greedy for this love .He wanted more attention and grew selfish. A devil grew inside him because of the past. One day the boy found his aunt was pregnant,she was really happy and even uncle shed tears. The boy didn’t thought about it much but deep down in his heart he sensed a fear. As days passed he was almost ignored, aunt never went to beach neither sang song nor made him tasty food. When he took his drawing book to his aunt to show her the family picture he made his uncle would forbade him and told that aunt needs rest so don’t go and disturb her. Aunt never showed him that warm smile she showed to the child in her belly.uncle and aunt would spent times guessing whether it would be a boy or girl but never included him. All ignored like he was not even there, his thirst for love grew, he was jealous of the child. “If aunt didn’t want me then why showed me love……AM I A TOY YOU ARE USING WHEN YOU WANT?” He was now a hungry monster trying all his way to get attention sometime when aunt would sleep he would barge himself into the room and farced her to play with him. Complains came from school that he used to beat up children .Even one day uncle found him stealing things from a shop.He did all things to get attention, never thought if it was good or bad.he became a wolf hungry for love and care. Now even if someone loved him it would never be enough. His heart was already turned black of hatred, wrath, selfishness and greed. ONE DAY, Uncle bought him to house and scolded him “I never liked u…. you are disgrace to our family. Just because aunt loved you, I never said anything. IT WAS BETTER IF YOU WEREN’T BORN. ” Aunt was now 5 months and the boy was making a drawing of her playing with him. As he made her belly, he lost his his temper and started to scribble on the drawing of aunt’s belly. Suddenly his aunt felt great pain on her belly and screamed but when the boy stopped to scribble on the drawing the pain stopped. Aunt thought maybe the pain occurred because she was pregnant. But the boy knew something was related. Next day he tried again drawing the picture of aunt and scribbled it.The apple his aunt was cutting fell down and her hand pressed towards the belly. The boy could see that aunt felt pain but he didn’t want to hurt her. He thought maybe after the child in her belly comes out he might be loved again by his aunt.That small blink of hope made him wait. But hopes sank as the child came to his aunt’s life now aunt treated the boy as a adopted child, his room was given to the child. Now no love could change the heart of devil.
To be continued

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