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Ongoing15m
Last published Sat, Jul 12, 2014
hi.. um.. im winter... I.. ive been abused by my father... my big brother is doing all he can to save me and my little sister from that man. my moms not much help though... all we are to her is assurance that she'll get money when he leaves her... im... well im terrified... hes almost killed us all at one point or another... but theres always some light in the darkness right? I think so... that's why I believe I met ashter... but what if my dad tries to hurt him too!? how could I be so dumb!? I have to protect ashter... I have to forget him.. but can I? mean I definitely have a lot on my mind... from school to escaping my dad to secretly still loving ashter... oh, what am I gonna do!?
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Book 1 in 'Mend Series' He screams at me, slapping my face twice, 'You deserve all of this! You don't even deserve to live. You should die and do me a favour!' I shield my face, making him more furious. He stopps slapping and I had only few seconds to catch my breath when he kicked my wounded ribs from previous beatings. I screamed, thinking it was loud enough, but was just an feeble attempt to stop Aadil. At that moment, the flashbacks of me being tied to a rod, with my parents enjoying the blood pouring out started playing. It's repeating all over again, and this time I may not survive to escape. I was taken back in time. I feel I am back at that hostage room and me escaping to get out of this country is failing miserably. I mumbled with the little energy I held, 'Mum, Dad, please stop...' But again, it was of no use, as my vision is displaying full of colourful, dancing dots. My breathing is becoming frantic every second, trying not to pass out, but it seems my body doesn't want to keep up with all of this. If this is really my ending, so be it. With that thought, the peace that I always imagined is starting to consume me. This is the end for me. I can finally rest peacefully. The sound of Aadil's voice coming from a wide distance somehow is keeping me awake. Wasn't he by my side? Maybe, maybe he realized how wrong he was all this time. Maybe, just maybe... His voice, that's filled with agony, whispers in a forlorn voice 'I'm sorry Hayati. Please stay alive. Don't leave me...' ___________________ #9 in spiritual ( 29th October 2017) #6 in spiritual (10th December 2017) #5 in spiritual (11th December 2017)
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