Sent To A Foreign Place.
My parents died in a car accident 5 years ago. Though everyone says it was an accident, I just can't seem to believe that. Maybe it's because I'm still in deniel that they're gone or maybe because my uncle had his eyes on my father's money.
They say the cars brakes failed, but my dad had just bought that car for my mum. They were going out to celebrate they're 17th anniversary. Mumma was so happy that night. They both were. Who knew that, that was there last anniversary that they would celebrate on earth.
I still remember the evening they both left to have a beautiful night. They both hugged me, giving me a kiss on my cheeks. Daddy said that he loved me with all his heart and Mumma said that they would be back soon. Who would have thought that they would never be back.
When I got the phone call and the doctors told me that they both were in critical condition, my body froze as my heart shattered inside. I remember running down the stairs as I told the maid that we had to go to the hospital. We both rushed down there only to find out that they both didn't have long left. The doctors could do nothing about it. I screamed and shouted to tell them to do something. I fell to the ground and begged them to save my parents but they didn't. All they said was that they were sorry.
When the doctor broke the news and told me that they had gone, that they were no longer in this world, I broke, and I haven't healed since. I never got the chance to get closure cause I was to busy trying to survive.
My uncle took me in, but he was selfish. He only decided to look after me because I would get my father's inheritance. However, because my uncle was my dad's right hand man, he took over the business until I would turn 18. He didn't like the sound of the fact that I would get my inheritance when I would be 18, so he sent me away to my other uncle, in a foreign place. He told everyone that I ran away because he looked exactly like my father and I couldn't stand that.
Now I'm 20 years old. Living in the worst part of Canada. I've been hear for 5 years, struggling to make money cause my uncles to lazy. If I fail to bring money home and pay for all his drugs, he would abuse me, in ways that I can't describe. He already has, and he doesn't need a reason to do it again, but I still bring home money every night just so maybe he would spare me for once, even though I know thats never going to happen.
I already have given up on trying to run away, cause I've always failed. Now I'm just trying to make enough money to be able to go to college. Once I have, I will tell my uncle that I will study business no matter what. The only problem is that who will make the money.
Daddy's wish was that I would lead Black Enterprises one day. He would take me to his office and show me all the basics. Sometimes when some of the worst situations came up, he would turn to me and get my advice even though I was only 15. I was actually pretty smart for my age and helped him out of the worsts of problems. He always said that some day I would make a great CEO, it's just a shame that I can't.
I see my uncle on TV as he's won thousands of awards for'great company'. Even though he's running the business the way my father would have wanted, I just can't seem to be happy, cause I know my dad wanted me to be there, not him and at the end of the day, he stole Black Enterprises from its legal owner.
I just hope one day I get out of here and get my business back. I'll show his true colours and have him in jail. But until that day, I have to stay here cause I haven't got the money to leave. The day I do, I will leave without any hesitation and I won't look back, not even once.