Entracing Tales

Vicious heart

Plot

I sit on the bed with my head against the headboard as tears roll down my cheeks. My body hurts, I have dropped weight that you can see my bones. I'm dressed in a white plain Punjabi with my hijab placed on my head. I look at my wrist and noticed the marks fading away which reminds me of what I went through.

I think about how my life changed from bad to worse. I sit within these four walls and think about what took place in this room. It reminds me of the bad memories and screams that echos in my ear. The pain that I went through. The way my parents destroyed my life and sent me to this hell.  They ruined it.

Why are females treated like this? Abused, hurt, and worthless. We bring males into this world and they feel they can hurt us. When will all of this stop?

I wish I was either never born, killed when I was born, or was born as a male. What did I ever do to them?

From the time I was born my parents ill-treated me. They said that I was supposed to be a boy. They kept me indoors as a servant. Do all the house chores cook and clean. I was homeschooled. I got straight "A" and came out first. I wanted to study further "Art's and Creativity" as I always loved designing things but they refused. If it wasn't for my big brother I would have not been able to study. He paid and sent me to college. I topped my college and thought that maybe my parents would be proud and I can tell them about the guy I fell in love with but they say expect the unexpected.

I went home that day telling my parents about how well I did. All they said was that my studies were done and someone likes me and wants to marry me and I'm not allowed out of the house as the wedding will take place in one week.

I told them I love someone which made them angry causing them to hit me and lock me up.

A week later I was married to an unknown sitting in his room on his bed. When he lifted my veil I got a shock that my parents got me married to a man that is double my age. I begged him to leave me but his words were " You are my wife and you will fulfill my needs whenever I want" not thinking I was a virgin he just used my body like I was a whore. I screamed and begged but it never stops. He never left me in peace. In these two weeks, I just wished I closed my eyes and never woke up.

Today as I sit on this bed thinking that three weeks back I was happy with the guy I loved. Today I sit here as a 21-year-old widow of my husband who was 55 years old that raped and broke me that I am beyond repair.

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Hey, so this is the plot of the first story.

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