Torturing The Victim
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Complete Sun, Apr 12, 2015<5 mins
some people in Iraq are still calling for stoning the whores to death , and a lot of women who were suspected to be whores have already been killed there (by guns) , the last incident included 27 women were killed by terrorists, some of their neighbors were not bothered at all!
It's a short story about a whore who was tied to a stock while people tossing her with stones , it voices her thoughts and feelings.
NOTICE : this is NOT a true story , It's an imagination was taken from those killing incidents that happened in Iraq.
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