The Carved Box 👑
Highest Rank: #2 in ADVENTURE
When a child is born his parents will look at him with this sparkle in their eye. They can see something in that child which only they can see, cause maybe its not their, or maybe it is. Iara believed it depended on what the child thought about themselves. Iara was always told and made to believe that she was unique. Although she always wondered what was in her that her grandmother would keep reminding her how special she was. Hardly did she know, that how "The carved box" passed on to her would lead her to a whole new World Of Azakaban.
Will She escape the forced marriage? Find the person who made her an orphan?
True love found.
I entered grandma's room. Her room was a mess like the whole house, all cupboards open and everything thrown carelessly. That's when I felt like I had stepped into something. I looked down to see a puddle of blood. I couldn't see anymore, I ran out of the room to Uncle Agastha who lived just next door.
"Iara! Why is your face so pale? What happened?"
I couldn't speak; it was as if I had lost my voice. After great difficulty I could mumble some words, "Grandma. Blood. Bedroom."
We reached the hospital late, I lost Grandma; Her last words, "Iara...the...box...Iara...I am sorry Iara....I will always love you, your special...the...box..." She had been speaking with great difficulty. I didn't understand how she was thinking about some box, when someone had just tried to robe and murder her. I was now nothing but a broken orphan.