I saw the lights turned off and that was they day I knew I couldn’t take it anymore. I made it as far as the city, but they found me, again. When they took me back to the house, he was standing just right there. His face was twisted in anger and rage.
As soon as they left, he turned to me and said “ did you think you could escape?”
That night my flesh was burning and my wounds were open. My eyes couldn’t cry, my heart was drowning. That was the day when the viciousness escalated. I tried hiding, I tried avoiding but it was no use. He needed no excuse to do what he wanted to do, so he did. I never understood how can somebody be so forbidding and coldblooded. Each time it happened, he relished and my body was covered in more bruises than ever. It hurt to breathe.
Eventually it all went too far that evening. He beat me so gravely that I couldn’t move, I just laid on the floor and stared on the ceiling because for me that was the limit, not the skies. I didn’t know at that time but it occurred to me later that I was not feeling at all, I was numb. The whole night I was laying there, slowly slipping into unconsciousness. The next morning he came to check me, but I was already dead.
Time passed, I don’t know how much, but it did.
Suddenly I saw a bright light. I didn’t like it though.
A voice entered my ear, “it’s a girl”!
This was it again, I was there again. Different name, different body.
Somebody came closer to me, touched my soft baby cheek and said “did you think you could escape”?
Things are going to be the same, even if we are in different societies or times. The only change that can happen ever is in the society itself, by itself. Do not let life and death be the same, miserable.
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