THE UNEXPECTED DEATH

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
The silence of the evening was broken when I heard my sister's shrill cry from her room. We all ran to her room and was at surprise about what took place that evening.
It was 30th of December, 2016 when I was returning from my friend's place after having a great party for her birthday as well as a kind of new year eve party. Mita stayed a few blocs away from my place so I didn't take a vehicle and walked through the road. It was all dark and I felt a beat, that someone at that moment was following me. I turned back and there was no one but that got me on my nerves and I decided to walk faster and after realising that there was really a person following me I started running as fast as I could. The silent chill night brought me goosebumps and when I realised that I went into another way it had become too late.
Two boys came in front of me and started saying abusive words and as I moved back two more boys blocked my way. Sweat and fear was running all over my body. The darkness of the night had engulfed the every bit of sound and as if the sound of silence was heard. My hands were held tight by one and legs by another. I was thrashed down on the ground by one so hard that drops of blood from my head made the ground wet. My clothes were torn apart. None of the part of my body was left untouched. I, I screamed hard but the silence of the night and the laughter of the devils were so loud that every word of mine was engulfed. For the first and second devil I cried my heart out but then for the third one my voice even gave way and left me numb. Only the tear from my eyes and blood from my vagina gave signals that I was alive and pain had engrossed me hard.
I was RAPED! Not by one but by four cruel devils. I fulfilled their needs. After fulfilling their pleasures they left me there, lying in the pool of blood. I couldn't move as my legs and the lower portion of my body was numb. Again the only two things that moved was tears that rolled down my eyes and blood that rolled down my naked limbs. I felt as if even the moon didn't want to see me in that naked posture so got hid behind the clouds. After few minutes I tried moving but the dizziness caught me and I layed back again. I shouted, "Help, Help, is there anyone, please help", but there was no one. Then somehow I got into my knees but my abdomen had hurt so hard that I felt as if thousands of red ants had bitten me all together. I was all naked but I felt no shame as nothing of me was left to be exposed. I just wanted to get back home which was all I cared. I recall nobody, perfectly nobody- no woman or man came up to help me through, everybody just stared at my bare blooded body which made me laugh a bit in my mind.
The next morning when I opened my eyes, I was surrounded with many people and I saw my mother was weeping at the corner. Last night I fainted on the stairs and was taken up by the security to my place. I was hospitalised and a week passed and I was still in a shock and kept numb. Nobody called the police as it would have been a shame for my family. I knew who did all of these, not personally but definitely professionally.
Another week passed and I decided to call the police but my parents denied so that night I cried aloud and fought hard and asked till when should we be numb, NO ONE HAD THE ANSWER. Again silence engulfed everyone by its prodigious power. All of a sudden the silence of the evening was broken when I heard my sister's shrill cry from her room and found her lying dead in the pool of blood all around. I ran to the window and found the same four men drove away. They had come here for me, to kill me, but my sister had an unexpected death. This made my inner fire put off and again silence was the only speaker. Our hands were tied hard we couldn't complain as in this case the victim would be questioned just because we are neither rich nor famous. My family was shattered in sorrow and in shame.
This is not only my story but a story of thousands. We scream for help but the listener should have an ear to hear isn't it? So at times I even feel that female infanticide is the best solution to stop these, so no female no rape. And this was how my story ended without any kind of justice.

Submitted: April 08, 2019

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