Fall to Rise

Nine

Life is really so flitting.

The agony of my story.

My misery was there happiness.

My displeasure was their satisfaction.

The stress, their jubilation.

Pain, their relief.

Everything just sumed up negative to my benefit and liking.

Such a horrible people. A weeping district. Lucky am I that my unborn children wouldn't see the light of day of this damn District.

The ungrateful men and naive women.

They needed to all first be wiped away in order for the new race to take over, dominion over all.

How is one able to say life is amazing yet right now all I felt was shit in otherwards pain.

The hidden pain from before,reversed with great force. My joints hurt, actually the entire body. My teeth chattered like i was having a cold of some sote. I could feel goosebumps protruding on my skin.

What pain could actually do to you! Its only me who could tell. This is the story of my life.

Misconduct from any woman was punishable by the law of Akwolle.

My life had finally curved in like a ball, no information no behind or its front just rotating like an aimless wonderer. For torture after torture. The deafening noise from within, the yelling, shouts, insults. Am over baring them all.

In blindfolds.

"What should we do with her?" one man said, at the top of his voice.

"Deserves hanging" one replied. That suited me better, I was definitely tired of living this life.

"No father," I heard Lue's voice. He still defended me. " Don't you think its too much for her after all she has already suffered enough. Look at her injuries. She's very weak," he continued.

Poor Lue how was he able to adhere looking at me suffering this much. As I lay on the ground awaiting my punishment or death sentence.

Lue still had a heart even after seeing all this. He was the only one regarded kindhearted amisdt this entire mob, to me.

"Caleb Reinard did a great job for his father," another shouted. Whose Caleb Reinard now. None of the guards was worthy to look a Reinard from my analysis.

"Flog her," fathers final words. What!!!

Seriously. I was sore in every fiber of my being, I couldn't take in any more torture.

"One hundred cains to the back,,,"

"Father!!!" Lue was alarmed. " Please!"

"My word is final and Kaffo will decide next after that." I heard his footsteps retrieving away. I could hear women sniffing.

Crying.

I knew mother had to be one of them. Who wouldn't feel sympathy for her own flesh and blood except for Father. That cold hearted bastard.

I felt my body being lifted to the air.

The time has come.

The dictator had made his final say and that was that.

Thinking of just one stroke to the back was devastating but one hundred was an abomination and alarming.

So hilarious.

But still I was in lose of any more tears.

No more tears to cry.

One. The flog crossed my back instantly.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Twenty.

Twenty five.

I zoned out and back.

Fifty. Till I couldn't feel anymore air in my lungs and everything came to a stand still.

Loosing consciousness.