INT. DIMLY LIT ROOM – NIGHT
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The muffled, broken voice of a girl crying fills the silence. Her sobs echo through the room. She is alone. Her breath is shaky. Her words come out in soft, choked fragments.
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KHUSHI (V.O.)
"I don’t know if I did something wrong... I can’t remember. How could this happen to me? Was it my fault? Maybe it was. Who told me to go to that party so late? Who told me to take a drink from someone I barely knew? I drank it like it was nothing. Please, God, let this be a nightmare. Let me wake up and find everything back to normal. How can I face my parents? How do I even begin to tell them?"
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INT. HOUSE – LIVING ROOM – EVENING
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Khushi paces nervously. The atmosphere is heavy. Her phone buzzes repeatedly. Notifications. Photos. Videos. It’s already on the internet. She can’t hide it. She has to tell them before someone else does.
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KHUSHI
"Mom... I need to talk to you about something."
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MOM (sharply)
"No, you answer me first. Why didn’t you call me this morning like usual? Where were you last night? You’re about to get married! Start acting like it. Where did these disgusting habits come from? Did we raise you like this?"
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KHUSHI (pleading)
"I went to the party I told you about. I asked for your permission. Mummy, please listen to me. At the party... I drank something. After that, everything went blank. I woke up in a room with a boy. I don’t remember what happened. I swear I didn’t do anything. It wasn’t my fault. It’s already on social media. Everyone's judging me, but I didn’t ask for this."
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Before she can say more, her mother slaps her. Once. Twice. Then again.
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MOM (screaming)
"I don’t know how you came from my womb. You should’ve died before you were born. Were you sent to ruin us? I warned you so many times! Who will marry you now? You’re already dark, you wear glasses, have a thick nose and acne scars. The day you were born, I felt I had given birth to a curse. And THIS is how you repay me? I should have ended it then. Why were you even born?"
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MOM (coldly)
"You’re not stepping out of this house. Wait until your father gets home. He’ll deal with you."
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She grabs Khushi’s wrist, throws her to the floor, and locks her in her room.
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INT. HALLWAY – LATER
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Mom is breathing heavily on the couch. Sudhi, Khushi’s younger sister, brings her medicine.
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SUDHI
"Mom? Are you okay? Did someone upset you?"
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MOM (bitter)
"Your sister. A disgrace. She’s ruined the one thing she had—her reputation. We found a groom with so much difficulty. And now she just slept with someone? If this marriage doesn’t happen, the only thing leaving this house will be her corpse. Don’t give her food or water until she agrees. That’s the only way. Don’t tell the groom. If no one knows, it’s fine. Right? I’m furious beyond words."
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INT. LOCKED ROOM – NIGHT
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Sudhi knocks softly.
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SUDHI
"Didi, are you awake? I brought water and snacks. Please eat. Did you scratch yourself again? You shouldn’t. What’s happening? Please say something. It hurts when you stay silent."
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SUDHI (softly)
"I know it wasn’t your fault. You were drugged. You’re the victim. Stop blaming yourself."
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KHUSHI (whispering)
"Go back. Dad’s awake. He’s watching. Don’t talk. Take the food and leave. If Mom finds out, he’ll punish you."
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SUDHI
"But he was calm. He tried to calm Mom down."
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KHUSHI (firm)
"Don’t trust him. Ever. Did you forget what I showed you? You’re being kind because he spoke nicely? He’s the one who tore us apart. He broke Mom. Do you know why she has no hair? Because he didn’t like it. Why no traditional clothes? Because he hates them. Why we had to be top in studies and sports? Because he’s ashamed of us. He doesn’t even talk to us directly. He talks through Mom to make her look bad.
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Mom wasn’t always like this. She became like this here. She should’ve chosen divorce. He only cares about his parents. Not us.
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When she was 8 months pregnant with you, he left her outside the house for three days. No food. No water. He didn’t even call a doctor when she gave birth to me. That’s why she hates me. I’m the scar of her pain.
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So don’t believe him. He’ll destroy you too."
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INT. HOUSE – SIX DAYS LATER
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KHUSHI’S POV
She hasn’t eaten in days. The pain in her stomach is unbearable. She feels dizzy, on the verge of collapse. She knows if she stays, she’ll die. She has to escape.
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Her mom lets her out to use the bathroom. She decides to make a noise, a distraction—hoping her mother, in her forgetful state, leaves the key behind.
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MOM (spitting)
"So? Do you still think you were innocent? A normal daughter would have killed herself by now. You didn’t even cry. Oh right, you don’t have emotions."
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INT. KHUSHI’S ROOM – NIGHT
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Khushi finds the key. She unlocks the door. The kitchen is locked, but under the couch cushion, she finds 200 rupees. She searches the living room for her phone—her mother had taken it. She finds it.
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The front door is locked. She sneaks upstairs and softly calls the neighbor’s dog. It sees her but doesn’t bark. She uses the adjacent wall to climb into the empty neighboring house, crosses it, and escapes. She thanks the dog and runs.
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She runs through the dark streets, barefoot, with her phone. No food. Every shadow feels dangerous. She reaches the bus stand, takes a bus, and gets off near her hostel.
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She collapses at the entrance. In the darkness, she sobs uncontrollably. The suicidal thoughts come again. She almost gives in. But she holds on. She sleeps in tears. The next morning, the thoughts return. But something snaps.
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KHUSHI (to herself)
"Who did this? Who drugged me? Who destroyed my life? I need to find out."
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MONTAGE: INVESTIGATION
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She visits the hotel.
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Asks about CCTV footage. They refuse.
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Staff tells her she needs police permission.
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She calls Shruti for advice. Maybe just to talk. Shruti tells her to file a case.
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She goes to the police. Faces constant questions, shame.
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Cries for days. Hears people whispering everywhere.
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Her classmates gossip. Nobody sits next to her. She is isolated.
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Three months pass. Alone, she keeps pushing forward.
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INT. HOSTEL – DAY
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She finds the truth. The footage. The names. The betrayal. It was Shruti.
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INT. SHRUTI’S HOUSE – CONFRONTATION
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KHUSHI (angry)
"Why? Why would you do this to me?"
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SHRUTI (cold)
"Because no one is truly yours. People stay because they need you. Your fiancé? Ankur? He never loved you. You were just convenient. Wake up. This is life. Accept it. Move on."
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KHUSHI
"But why? It was just a joke. Why would you destroy my life?"
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SHRUTI
"Because none of us are real, Khushi. We’re just creations in your mind."
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INT. HOSPITAL ROOM – MORNING
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Khushi wakes up in bed, paralyzed. Hours pass. A nurse enters for a routine check. Khushi doesn’t understand what’s happening.
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Weeks later, she learns the truth: she was in a bus accident. Her father never existed. Her mother is alive and loves her deeply. She is their only child. She never had a friend named Shruti.
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Everything... was in her mind.
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📝 Author’s Note:
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This story is not meant to follow a traditional narrative.
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It’s told from the perspective of a girl who is experiencing severe trauma and mental breakdown. That’s why some details feel incomplete, confusing, or even unrealistic—because they’re not grounded in reality. They’re happening **in her head.**
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This is a hallucinated version of events, shaped by guilt, shame, and suppressed memories. She doesn’t remember full names. People disappear or appear without logic. Timelines are broken. Even her “friend” turns out to be imaginary.
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The gaps are intentional. The story reflects how trauma distorts time, people, and memory. It's one-sided because trauma often is. She blames herself, stays silent, and builds an entire world around that shame—until her mind collapses under it.
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This was hard to write—but I needed to. Thank you for reading.
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