TRANSFERRED ASSET

Abby briefly dusted herself before running towards their front door.

It was left open!

"Aunt Sarah???! Mara? Clara?!! Hello?!!!!! Anyone in here? Where are you????"

She called out and went to check each of their room but there was no one. Even their closets were empty.

"They left me?!!!! Did they run away from home???"

When this thought crossed Abby's mind, she started to break into a cold sweat and so without wasting another minute of her time, she took a pair of slippers and immediately dashed to the road.

To her haste, she no longer noticed that the pair of slippers that she was wearing were mismatched.

The road was still wet due fro the previous rain and while Abby was running along with the traffic, a car that passed by her accidentally splashed water towards her direction.

"HOLY SHEEP!!!"

She gasped and almost cursed out loud when the splash of rainwater hit her face. She wiped the water off her face but the culprit was no longer around.

It was even a question whether the driver was aware of what it had actually done to poor Abby.

Abby was now drenched with rainwater, making her looked no different from a hapless street child. But she could only care less about it.

Worrying about how she looked like at the moment was the least of her concern because she had far more important matters that she had to attend to.

So Abby once again picked up her pace and despite the odd looks being thrown to her by those people whom she met along within the street, she remained unbothered.

For her mind was full of awful possibilities of how she might end up in the future if her hunch was right.

'Pleeaaasseee., please. Make my intuition wrong. I sincerely hoped that I am thinking it wrong this time.."

She said under her breath with a despondent tone.

When she arrived at the bank where all the money that her parents had left her was deposited, she immediately asked for an available clerk to assist her.

Good thing that she did not forget to bring her identification card with her despite her chaotic mind. So although Abby did not exactly look presentable at the moment, the security guard still let her in and the bank attendants also entertained her inquiries.

Yet when Abby heard the words that she dreaded to hear the most, her world started to crumble before her eyes.

"Miss Wright, I can see here on our database that your account was closed just this morning."

The voice of the teller that assisted her rung clear on her ears, but she still found it hard to believe. Those same words echoed inside her head as though a psychedelic voice was speaking directly to her.

Abby tried her best to stop herself from bursting into tears and went on asking for further details.

"H- How was that possible??? The account was registered under my name. How did someone manage to claim it without my consent???"

She asked with a quivering voice.

"Someone submitted us a written document just this morning, stating that Ms. Abby Wright was transferring all her assets to Mrs. Sarah Wright. It was signed and was even accompanied by complete and matching fingerprints of the account holder. They have all the necessary documents needed so the process went on smoothly."

When realization finally dawned on her, and when she got a solid confirmation that everything that was happening to her right now was for real, Abby was no longer able to hold back herself.

She secretly wished that it was also only part of her sick dream although she knew that can't be possible anymore.

Abby closed her eyes and tears freely ran down from her eyes like an open faucet as soon as she did that. She left the bank premises with the same sorry state but with the feeling of being devastated more than ever.

She walked down the wet pavement with a look as though her soul had escaped her body already.

"My money... my new life.... it is nothing but a pipe dream now.."

Abby said with a downcasted spirit.

"Whatever! At least, I was still left with a home and I can start from there."

She said after a while to cheer herself.  Since no one would do that to her other than herself.