BLOODY KILLERS: BREAKING THE CHAINS
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Last published Thu, Jun 22, 2023
Within the confines of her chains, she yearns to be freed. She desperately wants to break those chains, but how? knowing that she was born without the rights to be happy, to love, and to be loved.
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"I am the gun, you are my last bullet and she is the bomb" seryosong saad niya habang nakatingin saakin
Hindi ko naiintindihan kung ano ang pinag-uusapan nila sapagkat hindi ko rin alam mag Ingles. Nakatali ang mga kamay ko, na dahil sa higpit nito'y alam kong imposibleng matatanggal iyon. Wala rin naman akong balak tumakas, dahil ang lalakeng iyon ang magiging bago kong amo.
"Or maybe, I am the last arrow, you are the bow and she is the sword?" sabi din nung isa, may ngiti pa sa labi sabay kindat saakin. Naalala ko tuloy nung tinangka niya akong halikan nito kanina.
"Pwede. Siya ang magiging pasabog at magiging sandata upang makuha at mabawi ang kapangyarihang ninakaw saatin."
"G-gagawin niyo ba akong bomba?" nanginginig na tanong ko, ngunit gusto ko nang patayin ngayon rin ang sarili ko dahil doon.
Hindi ko alam kung saan ko nakuha ang lakas ng loob para magsalita na walang pahintulot ng amo ko.
"Block, patulugin mo na siya" utos nito na nasisiguro kong ako ang gustong patulugin
Sana kanina pa, antok na antok na ko.
Bago pa man makalapit ang nag-ngangalang Block ay nakatulog na ako.
Bloody Killers: Breaking the chains
Language used: Tag-lish.
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