I can barely see a thing; it is so dark here. With the small ray of lights pinching through the wooden wall I can have a sense that this is some kind warehouse. I cannot move as well. My hands are tied to a metal rod, my legs as well are tied down, it has been almost 7 hours now that I have been here in this state.
‘Must use him as an example.’
‘We must…’
‘That the only way.’
I can slightly hear people muttering outside. They must be talking about me, of what they should do with me. I probably will not see tomorrow’s sunrise, the only regret I have is that I will leave my mother alone by herself in this awful, unfair world.
The giant door in front of me opens lightening the room with bright sunlight and in front of the door stood a man facing me, he slowly walks to me. With every step he takes towards me, his face and clothes become more visible to me. He is wearing a very colourful dress, covered with golden and silver accessories hiding the flaws of this clothing, his face smudged with white powder and his blue eyes filled with rage. His black hair shining and sticking upright like using a glue, making his giant forehead visible with the wrinkles being more noticeable with the white powder he used in his face. He kind a look funny.
He stops in front of me, and stares down my soul out, his face filled with disgust, spits on my face with all his might. Picks a wooden club next to me with one side filled with nails, and starts beating me again just like in the morning. I don’t know how long I can endure it more; I will probably not recognise my face when I look in the mirror now, my legs and arms are feeling numb. My clothes are all torn up and filled with blood, and my body full of scares with blood still pouring out.
After he is done, he puts the wooden club on the same place he took it from. And proceeds to strip himself of the clothes filled with blood stains, washes his face, hands, and feet of blood. Changing to new almost identical clothes filled with accessories just the same, which he brought along with him. Using a stick, he brings all the blood stained clothes and accessories in one place and burns it. And he returns. Leaving me tied down next to this giant fire residing next to me. The warmth of it is making scars in my body more unbearable. I’m getting thirsty, and hungry as well. I haven’t gotten anything to eat or drink since I was brought in here, there is no one who would sympathize with me and bring something to eat or drink. Does humanity even exist.
I have lost the track of time being confined here for hours now. But I can slightly sense the warmth of morning sun, through the cracks in the walls, it is now the next day. It has stopped bleeding and the blood have dried out. But I cannot feel my hands or legs, my whole body feels numb. The only thing I can sense is the cold morning breeze. I will die being confined here like this, even if they don’t kill me. Maybe they have kept me here for this exact reason so that I can just die by myself.
Just as I was thinking I’m going to die here, I heard the door in front of me open. I could barely see them; it is all blur. Two men grabs my arms on both sides, and here is a third voice saying ‘May your sin be forgiven, may you be reborn to be a better person’.
They drag me out, where a large crowd has gathered. A crowd which seems larger than the population of the town.
As we reach the platform, they put a rope round my neck and start making some announcements. I could not hear what he was saying, as at that moments within the crowd I saw my mother standing there helplessly glancing at me with tears filled in her eyes. There’s a lot I wanted to say to her at that moment. But my words won’t reach her. My words won’t be allowed to let out.
“Mother don’t be sad, what I did wasn’t a crime. You know it, I know it. And that is all that matters… But mother I must ask for forgiveness as I am leaving you behind alone. Forgive me for I brought you sorrow. Forgive me for I failed you. Forgive me for I didn’t know that helping a child find her parents was a crime, a noble child. Forgive m…
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