The tree of laments // Story

in hive-111825 •  3 years ago  (edited)


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To the reader who has the gratitude to read my memory of what is left of my soul, I am in jail with the knowledge of my sin, not as a mistake, since sin inhabits us, inconstant thinking, we demand a good price to say our guilt, we discover the day to day in hell taking steps without horror in an invisible lake of death.

  • I only ask you that you are willing for the love of a daughter.


In my case, everything for my little girl was only seventeen years old, when I was snatched from this unjust life, my little girl was called Nataly, she had only been a few days before entering university, I remember at that time in the summer, I went to visit her, I always found her in a tree where she always read in her time spent sitting in a nice silk cape of her mother, as light as heaven. Everything was in a calm realm of tranquility and that the desire of my wife to see her daughter already in the university, I know that she looks at her from the sky and always the company, I leave her alone, I'm on my way and take my flight back to home.


After spending two weeks since my visit, I remember that tree as the creation of a temple, whose pillars are the song of joy of my Nataly, in those same afternoons he calls me from the university.

  • Good afternoon Mr. Victor, I have the sad news that your daughter was murdered, the police are waiting for you to declare and recognize your body in the morgue.

    I am in this sea of tears and pain, my only treasure lies with her mother in heaven, I only ask God for justice or that I led the way to be an executioner, my little girl was found naked hanging in the tree where she used to see her read when he visited her.


I implore my God that you leave behind all tedium and the vast sadness, whose weight overwhelms the existence of the earthly, envelops you in its glory.


A few days later I receive a call.


  • Señor Víctor, I need to meet urgently at Café Keel, I'll be dressed in a blue blouse.


Take the first flight and in a couple of hours I arrive at my destination Keel coffee, I place the table to a young woman as I inform myself.


  • Mr. Victor, my name is Carol, I'm Antony's girlfriend, I accidentally picked up her phone, I saw that she had the photo as her daughter was killed, but, daughter, why did not you take him to the police, I think sir, is something that you he has to solve, he is a university fight captain, I have the phone I am going out of this place.


God blessed you have shown me the way to justice and I apologize for my soul, I will be the executioner of the murder of my daughter, I am already more than sixty years old, only death awaits me, I have seen how photos only three cruel boys made brutal murder, but I've already identified it.


The afternoon arrived and our avenging father waited for everything to leave the gym, just waiting for the culprits to come out.

  • Good evening Antony, yes sir you want, remember this silk cape that my daughter wore, the day she was murdered, the young athlete who was with the other two who were on the day of the crime, shows her the phone with the photos where they appear.


In that moment of astonishment, Nataly's father shoots the three students without consent, tiring him to death instantly, poisoned with anger, cuts his head to hang him in the tree with chains where his daughter used to be and where he was murdered, makes a cross where he shelters her with the light blue silk cloak, leaving a message, I am the father who passes through the woods, like a symbol of this tree that observes them with the eyes of sin.


  • Good evening police station, yes sir, it is to report a crime I committed, I am in the university of the east.


This is how the thing happened, I am serving my sentence, but justice was done, but the tree nobody removed their heads, is considered a cursed place like the tree of laments, nor the police and the state got into that place, I only loved my daughter that God has her in glory .......

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