LIGA

The wall

The wall[1] - Liga

It has been one week now, since I ran from the men in my hone and one week and a half since mother's death. I couldn't go back to the house, my dad has been killed a few years ago by men who attacked me, hoping to sell me off. Then my mo died from the plaque, it was impossible for me to survive in That house, it had already been attacked twice. cause in times like this lighting strikes like crap striking toilet. Disaster could happen twice and so much more times at the same place, to the same people, and those people shouldn't be 12 years old.

My stomach was rumbling and my body was aching from the extent I pushed them to. I have been walking for days, with the hot sun shining down on my face and giving my face sun burns. My feet were aching to the point of me thinking they might give in and buckle under me, adding more to the pain was my shoes. The soles were worn out and had a huge hole that accompanies the wound on the heels of my feet, right where the hole was. The backpack just added to the luggage of pain that I was wheeling around. I had ran out of food from my supplies a few days ago, I have been living on water from my supply since then. I opened the bag and grabbed a bottle of water, the water didn't even fill a quarter of the bottle. I decided it had to do, So I drank ever last drop of it. It didn't clench my thirst, as it made me even thirstier. I placed the water back on the bag and continued walking.

On unfortunate turns of event -- which want rare by now, I tripped on my own foot, making me twist my ankle and grunted in pain, falling to the hard concrete road and scraping the heels of my hand. Because that just really helps.

I squinted my eyes, seeing a source of water near by, a pond. Not really my style but it had to do.

I stood up and inched near it, the wounds and my ankle making it harder.

When I finally reached it, I kneeled in front of it and started drinking using my hand. I was washing my face with two of my hands rubbing my face vigorously when I turned up and saw, a dog. I gagged, grossed out. I immediately stand up, regretting it because I immediately fall down into the pond. I got drenched, but it wasn't deep so I stood up and immediately went away from there.

I was already miles away from any structure or infrastructure because I was now walking in a deep forest, void of any sound except the crunching twigs under my feet and my heavy panting. My stomach was rumbling and aching at the same fucking time.

My body was giving in. But I wasn't. I walked a bit further to see a wall, concrete gray wall, it must be a part of a gate, I walked towards it, seeing  a gate a not farther to the left, I left the idea of climbing up and just walked towards the green gate and banged my fists against it, when I was bout to bang one more time, I felt the ache of my stomach grow. Making me hug it with one arm and fall to the floor near the gate.

As I screamed, I heard the gate being rapidly unlocked and opened at the same fast pace. I looked up, my body was about to collapse and I knew it. He knelt over me and asked if I was okay.

"I-im fine..." I said, in between grunts of pain.

Ny body started convulsing and the man placed his hand on my forehead.

"Holy fucking shit... She has a high fever... Elaine!" He shouted and a woman with long brown hair came out. They both took me in the gate and laid me down on a bed, undressed me and placed me in ice cold water...