Pain demands to be felt , and i've felt my pain ever since i have known the meaning of the word pain. The memories which i held are very painful and unkind . Though its not possible ,i wish to erase them.
From the time i had started to analyze the things, could understand and feel all i felt and understood was saddness . With the drunkard father life has been very tough . My mother passed away when I was 5. After year or so my father got 're married . But my step mother couldn't tolerate all the torturea given by him. So she ran away after two years of her marriage. And I was left alone with my so called father . The inner monster that wakes up inside of him everytime he drinks , it wrecks my soul. It makes me so vulnerable . I am terrified and horrified with his presence in my life . But......I've nowhere to go .
After my stepmother abandoned him , he completely lost his mind . He is lost and I know he feels lonely . His heart seeks for a company . And I know he had truely loved my mother. The wild monster that is standing infront of me right now once used to be a responsible father , a loving and caring husband . Perhaps there still is trashes of humanity left in him. But it is burried so deep inside his heart even he himself cannot feel it .
Life has been hard for me ever since step mother left us. I had to quit my school and work for living . I had five jobs and yet there never was enough for anything. My father was totally engulfed by his loneliness. He became more and more drunkard day after day . My life had been completely barren and drab. It was doleful. With time the distance between us grew up. It grew up more and more as the days passed by and I felt like I was living with a stranger who once used to be my parent.
Then one night , my father came home very late. He was completely drunk as always. He , that night forced me to go to his bedroom. And...that was the night I got molested by my father for the first time. The excruciating pain I felt at that very moment , the fear I had , the hatered that overpowered me , the suffocation I felt , I cannot express them in words . It was the most tramatizing night of my life . I was weak and pathetic . But what else could I do ? To whom was I supposed to tell ? The hideous truth of my life , the darkest secret of mine.... There was no one I could trust . Absolutely no one...... I was all alone by myself. That night was the starting of living hell because after that night I was raped and abused by the monster time and again. I was the victim of his cruelness , his unkind behaviour , his inhumanity and his insanity. .......
He was the mighty conquerer and I was his slave. The savage attack made by him in me left me defenceless. Everytime his heart wanted he would abuse me. I could do nothing but live with that pain in my heart. I was mistreated. Like vampire drinks blood , I drank my tears and lived with it.
But then one day , it was too much , just too much for me to bear. .his torture and his brutalities. One day he came home earlier than he usually did. He was a little conscious and he went to kitchen to drink some water .
He was about to turn when I took out my knife and stabbed him from the back . I stabbed him with the knife in my hand again and again. . I took out all the rage , all the hatred I had for all these years .. the pain that I felt ..the fear that I had , I let them out...all of them..My resentment at being abused , frustration that I could do nothing.. All those tortuing and tramatizing moments ..all those wounds and scars given by him ..those destructions he had done my life . I gathered all those emotions and with that courage I stabbed him again and again. His screaming , his groan , his pain ...brought an ease to my heart. When his heartbeat stopped so did my hands. I watched my hands full of blood , I watched the corpse of my dead father and I said to myslef " You Are A Murder now". My mind kept on telling that I'm a murder . But that moment all I could hear , all I could feel and all I could sense was feeling of being secured .. and then I said " FREE AT LAST....................."
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Free At Last
Short Storyit hurts as hell when you are betrayed ....Its the pain you can never get used to. Even though you might have been betrayed number of times the pain is never less. Now imagine how you will feel when you are being deceived by your own family member...