Thriller The Story of Meera

[Priyanka98]

The girl suddenly woke up from her sleep screaming wildly. She was sweating and trembling and extremely agitated. The nurse rushed to her room and injected a sedative in her vein and immediately called Dr. Mithila.
Mithila rushed towards the terrified girl and hugged her till she calmed down.
"I think my name is Meera," she said.
"That's a sweet name Meera," Mithila said fondling her hair, "Did you have a bad dream Meera?"
"Dream or memory, I don't know," Meera said tearfully, "Or maybe just some made up shit from my fucked-up head."
"It's alright Meera," Mithila said reassuringly holding her hand, "Whatever it may have been, you are safe now, and no one can hurt you, alright? And we will figure this out together."
Meera nodded her head.
"Good, now tell me what did you see?" Mithila asked.
"I was locked up in a crate for a long time..." Meera said.
"A crate?" Mithila asked.
"Yes, and it was dark and I couldn't breathe...and finally one man opened the crate. He looked familiar; he had these beautiful hazel eyes and he seemed to care about me. He hugged me; he was trying to comfort me, his accent was...different, had an Arabic touch to it...he said his name was Kabir."
"Do you recognize this man?" Mithila asked, "Is he related to you? He is your family?"
"I don't know..." Meera said, "But in his eyes, I saw...he really seemed to care about me...but then they killed him..."
"Who killed him?" Mithila asked.
"Some bad guys," she said, "Their faces looked familiar but I don't remember their names. They killed him and took me away. They wanted to...bang me. They injected something in me...and I don't remember anything after that."
Meera began to weep bitterly. Mithila hugged her and helped her calm down.
"Try to remember something more about Kabir, like his full name, what he did for a living. Maybe we would be able to find your family this way. Do you remember anything about where you lived?"
"I told you all that I could recall..." Meera said, wiping tears from her eyes, "Sometimes I wish I really didn't have to remember at all...I wish I could start my life afresh, like a clean slate...I wish I had no memory at all about my past...because all that I can remember are...bad things..."
Mithila helped Meera lie down and sat next to her till she fell asleep.
Mithila kept Meera on mild sedatives so that her disturbing memories would be suppressed till her general condition improved. With every passing day, Meera was feeling better. She was recovering fast, like a wounded sparrow who was now fluttering her wings trying to take flight.