sunnuntai 26. tammikuuta 2014

Forgotten children 21. chapter

I looked at the soldiers standing in front of me, but even though they were much better armed than us, I wasn`t afraid. I had nothing to lose, I was ready to die for freedom and better society. For a long time I hadn`t been pure and innocent like Angels usually were.

Seven years ago I had noticed feathers in my back and told my parents, thinking they would help and protect me, but instead they got frightened and took me to the police. My parents had always been ideal citizens: they worked hard with low wage, believed everything they saw on the news, and never questioned anything, not even entertainment or consumerism. Now afterwards my parent`s reaction felt obvious, goverment`s propaganda had blurred their understanding about right and wrong, and they thought they were doing the right thing, though it sounds unbelievable.

I was forced to go to training where they broke our will. We could be for days without food or sleep, and we were beaten and humiliated constantly. That hell lasted for three months, and I thought that nothing could be worse, but I was wrong. After the training I was sold to a local politician who abused me.

When he first time left me lying on the basement floor, crying and bleeding, something broke inside me.  Other people had abandoned and forgotten me for long time ago, but now even I lost myself. After that day I was empty, I just stared in front of me without being able to talk. I didn`t feel anything they did to me, it was like I was lost inside my head.

I wouldn`t have survived for long if other boy, around 14 years old, hadn`t feeded and taken care of me. Finally, probably three months later, we were saved and taken to the Angel City where I had slowly recovered over the years. Still, I would always be broken and could never forget what they have done to me. Now was my time to take revenge.

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