Escape from the clutches
My name is Xiaohua and I am an ordinary little girl living in a remote mountain village. Once upon a time, I had a happy family with a loving father and a gentle and virtuous mother. However, the good times did not last long, his mother died of illness, and his father married a stepmother soon after. My life has changed dramatically since then.
My stepmother's name was Li Lian, she was tall and burly, with a loud voice, and she was always yelling at me. Ever since she came in, I've been careful every day, for fear of making her angry. However, no matter how hard I tried, she always found all kinds of reasons to scold me and even beat me.
"Little flower, you lazy girl, go and chop the firewood!" the stepmother scolded loudly.
"Yes, Mother. I answered with trepidation, picked up my axe and went to chop wood.
Such days went on for a long time, until one day, a mysterious old man broke into my life.
That day, I was doing laundry by the river when an old man with white hair came over. He was dressed in a shabby robe, with a cane in his hand, and looked a little down.
"Little girl, what's your name?" asked the old man kindly.
"My name is Xiaohua. I replied quietly, looking at him with some fear.
"Xiaohua, are you having a bad time, why are you washing clothes here alone?" the old man asked softly, as if sensing my uneasiness.
I couldn't hold back my tears as I told me all about how my stepmother had abused me. After hearing this, the old man sighed and said, "Xiaohua, don't be sad. I know a place where you can escape the misery of this place for a while. Will you come with me?"
I looked around, then at the old man's kind face, and nodded.
The old man led me through a dense woods to a cave. He told me that this was his home and that it would be my place of refuge in the future.
"Xiaohua, you stay here, I will teach you some spells, so that you have the ability to protect yourself. The old man said mysteriously.
I nodded, and began my life in the cave. Every day, the old man would teach me some strange spells, such as how to conjure a flower, how to make a stone float in the air, and so on. I didn't know what these spells were for, but I kept learning hard.
One day, the old man suddenly told me: "Xiaohua, your stepmother has found that you are missing, and she is looking for you everywhere." You must learn the spell I taught you as soon as possible and use it to protect yourself. ”
I was terrified to hear it, but at the same time I tried harder to learn the spell. Finally, after a month, I mastered all the spells and got the old man's permission to leave the cave alone.
When I got home, my stepmother saw me and opened her mouth wide in surprise. She rushed over to hit me, but I cast a spell and conjured a sturdy shield to block her attack. She shouted in shock and anger, "You dead girl, where did you learn the witchcraft?!"
I didn't answer her, just looked at her coldly. She seemed to be calmed by me and didn't do anything more. Since then, she has never abused me again, and I have protected myself and the family with the spells I have learned.
However, the good times did not last long, and the stepmother would not give up. She began to try to frame me in every possible way, trying to expose my "true colors". But every time I skillfully defused it.
Once, while I was not at home, my stepmother sneaked into my room and pulled out my spell book and staff. She thought she had found my "incriminating evidence" and proudly showed it to her father.
"Look, this dead girl is a monster, she's learned sorcery, and wants to harm our family!" said the stepmother, as if I were a heinous sinner.
The father looked at the "incriminating evidence" in front of him and was silent for a long time. He looked up at me, a mixture of emotions flashing in his eyes. I know it will take time for him to come to terms with this fact.
"Xiaohua, you come with me. Father finally spoke, his voice shaking.
I followed my father out of the room and into the courtyard. He looked at me, sighed deeply, and said, "Xiaohua, I know that you are not an ordinary person. But I don't care who you are, I just know that you are my daughter, a child I raised with my own hands. ”
I listened to my father's words and tears welled up in my eyes. I hugged him tightly and cried, "Thank you, Father." ”
Since then, my father's and stepmother's attitudes towards me have changed a lot. They stopped abusing me and treated me like real family. I also used the spells I learned to bring a lot of convenience and surprises to this home.
However, I always remember that kind and mysterious old man. It was He who saved me and gave me a new life and hope. Whenever I had free time, I would go back to that cave and silently thank him and silently pray that he was well.
Although I have escaped the clutches, I know that there are many children in this world who have been abused like me. I hope that my story will give them some inspiration and courage to let them know: no matter what the odds are, never give up hope. Because there will always be a person or something that will help you get out of the situation and get back on your life.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, I have grown up. I left that small mountain village and went out into the wider world to explore the unknown. Everywhere I went, however, I always had in mind the cave that had given me warmth and strength, and the mysterious old man. Whenever I encounter difficulties and setbacks, I am reminded of the spells and life philosophies he taught me, which made me brave to face all challenges.
One night, I had a dream. In the dream, I went back to the cave and saw the kind old man. He looked at me with a smile and said, "Xiaohua, you have grown up. I'm glad to see you become a strong, brave, and kind person. ”
I hugged him excitedly, tears welling up in my eyes: "Thank you! You saved me! Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today!"
The old man patted me lightly on the back: "Little flower, you have to remember: no matter what difficulties you encounter, don't give up hope. Because there will always be a person or event in this world to help you get out of the situation and get a new life. ”
After saying this, the old man gradually disappeared from my sight. I woke up from my dream to find myself in tears. Although I knew that it was just a dream, my heart was full of gratitude and respect.
Now that I have a family and children, I always remember the mysterious old man who gave me selfless help and care, and that unforgettable childhood experience. Whenever I think of those days, I feel extremely warm and happy, because I know that I am a lucky person who met a noble person who can change my destiny at the most critical moment in my life. And I will pass on this luck and love to help more people in need get out of the predicament and regain their lives!
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After that dream, I often think back to the days in the cave and the kind old man. Although he is no longer with me, his words and teachings are deeply imprinted in my heart.
One day, I heard that a mysterious yokai appeared in the mountains near the village, which often haunts the night to scare passers-by. Everyone was so scared that they didn't dare to go out at night. I am reminded of the mysterious old man I met when I was a child, and maybe I can use the spells he taught me to deal with this youkai.
So, I decided to go to the mountains to find this youkai. When I came to the mountains, it was already nightfall, and it was pitch black. As I walked cautiously, I suddenly heard an eerie laugh. I followed the sound and searched for it, and finally found the youkai.
It has green eyes and scales that look terrible. I took a deep breath, chanted a spell, and conjured a sharp sword. I rushed at the youkai and fought it fiercely.
The power of the youkai is very strong, but I don't show weakness either. I slashed at it with my sword, and it pounced on me with its claws. We fought inextricably, and for a time the mountains and forests were filled with fierce fighting sounds.
Suddenly, I remembered another spell that the old man had taught me—the Fixation Technique. I chanted the incantation, only to see the monster suddenly freeze in place, unable to move. I took the opportunity to raise my sword and slash at it. I only heard a scream, and the monster was slashed by me with a sword.
I breathed a sigh of relief and finally dealt with this youkai that was inflicting the plague on the villagers. When the villagers learned the news, they were grateful. They prepared a big celebration for me, and I became a hero in the village.
After that, I would often use the spells I had learned to help the villagers solve various problems. Whether it's sickness, disaster, or strife, I will do my best to help them. I gradually built up prestige and prestige in the village, and everyone respected me very much.
However, I have never forgotten that kind old man. I know that he gave me all this strength and opportunity. Whenever I had free time, I would go back to that cave and silently thank him and silently pray that he was well.
One day, when I came to the cave again, I suddenly found a mysterious box. Curious, I opened it, and inside it turned out to be a letter and an ancient spell book.
The letter reads: "Xiaohua, when you see this letter, it means that you have grown into a brave, kind, and wise person. This spellbook is my last gift to you, and I hope it will continue to help you protect yourself and others. Remember, your power is there for justice and goodness. May you continue to use your strength to help more people in the days to come. ”
I looked at the letter and the spell book, and my heart was filled with gratitude and respect. I know that this is the old man's last expectation and entrustment to me. So, I made up my mind to use my strength to help more people and save them from suffering and harm.
Since then, I have started my adventure. I took that ancient spell book with me and traveled to many places and helped many people in need. I have also encountered many difficulties and challenges, but I have always believed in my strength and mission.
During my travels, I made many like-minded friends and partners. Together, we face difficulties, overcome challenges, and share joy and success. I have also grown to become a respected and beloved leader.
However, I always remember the mysterious old man who gave me selfless help and care, and that unforgettable childhood experience. Whenever I think of those days, I feel extremely warm and happy, because I know that I am a lucky person who met a noble person who can change my destiny at the most critical moment in my life.
As the years passed, I grew old. But I have never forgotten my original intention and mission. I pass on my experiences and stories to the next generation of young people and encourage them to use their power to create a better future.
In the last moments of my life, I returned to the cave that once gave me warmth and strength. I looked at the familiar cave and the surrounding scenery, and my heart was filled with emotion and memories.
Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure walking towards me—it was the kind and mysterious old man, who looked at me with a smile and said, "Little flower, you have done a good job. You have helped many people with your strength and wisdom, and you have passed on my mantle. Now, it's time for you to get back into my arms. ”
After saying this, he hugged me with open arms. I felt a warm rush into my body, making me feel extremely relieved and happy. Gradually, I disappeared into the arms of the old man......
When I woke up again, I found myself in a mysterious and beautiful place – paradise, where love and peace were everywhere, and everyone was living happily ever after. I saw many familiar faces—people and friends I had helped! smiling and waving to me......
I know that I have fulfilled my mission and responsibility and live a happy and fulfilling life here. And I always remember that kind and mysterious old man and all the help and care he gave me......