The Poor Girl Who Seeks Happiness

It grows in the beauty of the mountain meadows, cuddled by the sweet heart of nature, caressed by the virginity of the verdure. Although his mother's shrieks of pain, and the rage and rage of his alcoholic father often tore him from the magnificent dream to poignant reality. In her fourteen days, she found refuge, as a departure from fugue, reading, imagination, the world of princes and princess, that of cinderella and booted cat, to get away from suffering and find a solution to happiness.

One day, on her walk, she noticed the train, the new invention of the scientific storm, and thought, I shall one day escape from this painful world, and he alone will have the key, the solution of his flight.

She labored every day, from her secret promise, harshly to the harvest to gather the necessary money for her project; until her sixteenth birthday, when she took the road for a new chapter in her history, always seeking a solution to happiness. She opened a new white sheet in her notebook to trace the letters of infantile innocence.

The city, with all its lights, riches, and nobles, has only neglected its smallness, its purity to crush it with the steps of the comings and goings without pity.

Easily, she found a craft like a maid at an old woman whom she met at the station where she begged. This woman treated her in a brutal way, struck her, and nourished only the remains of the dishes. The little girl with soft hands, is only a lousy with rounded eyes and rough palms. She would get up early in the morning, clean the house, cook breakfast, shop before the hospitable family opened the pupils. The grisaille, mixed with the sufferings and contempt she suffered, gave the beautiful life she imagined a sad and painful tone.

One day, the husband of the wicked and the father of the rough to the children, came home. Everything changed, the lazy woman was early in the morning in the kitchen to direct the preparations of the meal, and the little ones animated the hearth with their cries, and their laughter playing with their dad.

This man with wrinkled cheeks was the only one to smile at her, to defend her against the criticisms and the beating of his wife. One evening, while she was putting away the dining-room, she made a dish fall because of her fatigue, so the man leaned forward to raise him up for her, to help him; then he stroked his face tenderly and went to sleep.

The next day she slept on the chair as she waited for dinner, and always came back late, one of the disadvantages of commercial work, the exhausted bride fell asleep.

On his way back he waked her gently, the complete opposite of the chief's cries, and then prepared him with all affection for the meal. As she drew herself to her room, to the bed, the moment she awaited him from the moment she awoke, he took her hand, and gently entreated her to keep him company, and even gave her a piece of her bread she devoured what amused her. After the hearty dinner, he accompanied him to his room in the attic. He wished her good night and went away, closing the door behind him with all precaution and internal peace, she fell from a shock coming from the outside.

The calm, sincere and gentle man pushed the door with all his masculine strength and penetrated into it, leaping on his thin silhouette, trembling with fear, before the brutality of the whole human race since the dawn of time. He quickly took a worn coat thrown over his bed and placed it on his face, then with his big hands grasped his over his head, then felt a pain between his thighs, a pike, then saw a blood stain on his dress.

All this suffering had ended at this point, he then retired to his room, threatening to torture her if she said a word about what had happened. The threatening and painful act resumed every night after her return to work, but her heart felt nothing, she did not blush as a cinderella at her wedding, she was not happy as a white snow with her prince savior.

The whole thing happened in a mechanical way without emotions. then felt an ache between her thighs, a pike, then saw a blood stain on her dress. All this suffering had ended at this point, he then retired to his room, threatening to torture her if she said a word about what had happened.

The threatening and painful act resumed every night after her return to work, but her heart felt nothing, she did not blush as a cinderella at her wedding, she was not happy as a white snow with her prince savior. The whole thing happened in a mechanical way without emotions.

A month after their indecent practices, the poor girl lost consciousness by doing housework. The woman lost reason, terrified of the scandal of the death of the abused girl in the community.

The doctor who took her home for her maiden announced that she was pregnant, without realizing, she looked furiously at her husband, then thanked the doctor that the man walked to the door.

At night four big women snatched her from her deep, peaceful sleep, put a stuff on her eyes and her mouth and then led her to another building and laid her on an uncomfortable bed like hers at the house of the wicked. She felt a small bite on her fragile skin, then fell asleep the next day, she opened her eyes on the road, her nightgown full of blood, no longer feeling life grow inside her.

She wandered through the narrow streets, amidst a hubbub of laughter, cries, tears, and horns ... and suddenly she stuck her face to a glass in a cafe where an elegantly dressed noble assembly fascinated her, she believed again in the stories of the fairies, although she did not have hers as the delightful women in this festival, which she admired from afar.

Nevertheless, this time she was no longer the innocent and kind young girl, she will play in their world with her own rules, always seeking a solution to happiness.

Thanks to her beauty, she easily found a craft of prostitution in the royal entourage, the alcoholic hours played the role of destiny to reunite an old, bald, wrinkled, frozen feelings. This one knew how to master it while playing according to its laws.
The brown and rainy sky, in a night as black as death, and the stars as red as hell, he asked her to marry. Subdued by her fortune, she accepted.

She walked on the silver carpets but the silk coats never replaced the rocky relationship.

The rich young lady who drank milk from the bosom of nature and grew up in the green haven will die whenever a young couple marries each time a young woman gives birth ...
She then learned at the new born of a servant, the lesson she has spent her whole life understanding: "
True happiness is to be well with oneself with the poorest expenses."