On the night of October 23rd, her life shatters.
A seven-year-old girl wakes in silence, her body broken and her spirit trembling.
With nothing but pain and moon to guide her, she escapes into the darkness, bleeding, barefoot, and alone.
Under a pal...
She was boiling milk when he repeatedly called out to her, "Nessley, come here right now!" He was now calling her name so loudly and angrily.
She turned off the stove and quickly walked out of the kitchen, her heart pounding, just trying to figure out what she had done.
Now she was recalling her routine, whether she had missed any chore. She was so afraid that she trembled, thinking something worse was going to happen because he never called her by her name.
He only abused her when he got angry with her, then started beating her, but he never called her by her name.
"Where have you been?" He seemed furious.
"I-I'm just b-boiling milk." She was shivering.
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He held her reports, which mentioned that they were having a daughter.
He grabbed her neck and pushed her against the wall; his grip tightened.
His voice was stern as he demanded, "Why didn't you tell me, you whore?"
Her breathing was shallow, and she struggled to speak. Despite her best efforts, all she could manage in a barely audible whisper was, "I was about to tell you..."
He pushed her onto the sofa, his voice cold and detached: "I don't want a daughter; abort her tomorrow," he said as he fixed his clothes.
"I-I don't want to..." she barely managed to speak. Holding her neck with both hands, she coughed, unable to breathe properly.
She refused clearly, which enraged him. He held her neck again, this time with more pressure.
"If you don't abort her, then fine. Nessley, Nessley-it's fine. I'm going to kill both of you," he said, laughing.
He started slapping her face so hard that it tore the inner surface of her mouth, and blood poured out. Then, seeing her lying unconscious on the floor, he began kicking her womb so the child would be killed inside, but she covered her belly with both her arms.
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She wanted to run from this hell, so she pushed him hard and tried to escape from the house.
She made it out to the exit gate of the house, not even knowing where she was going.
After this, he stood at the door, watching her struggle to run. She could hardly walk properly, so he was sure she would die after some time or even if she survived in her current condition and at her age, she would not be able to save the child. So he left the door, saying, "Don't come back unless you get rid of this useless thing."
But unfortunately, she didn't understand what he meant, so she didn't look back.
She walked along the road, overcome with pain and bleeding from her wounds and from her vagina too.
After covering half the distance to her parents' house, her labour pains started and the bleeding increased.
Meanwhile, an elderly woman noticed her after walking nearby for a while.
"What happened, dear? You're badly injured; go to a doctor," she said, concern etched on her face.
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Nessley replied weakly, "I don't have money for a doctor." Moved by her plight, the old lady handed Nessley some money for a taxi.
Nessley thanked the old lady.
The old lady didn't say a word and continued walking her way. Nessley took a taxi and headed to her parents' house, unsure of what else to do.
