Morns
Like any other day's, I woke up 3.00 a.m. But it was wrong. I could walk more conformatebly in daylight the street. Anyway I drank a single whisky that my mom prepared .why do people drink whiskey instead of caffee when they wake up? Bullshit. Nevertheless, everyone was happy with this except for me. Whenever I say 'I think it is wrong, I found myself excluded.' Moreover, If any cup heard me, they could arrest me. So, I'm slient as usual
I went to work. Then I started to clean the room. One of the sick children wanted a cup water. But, the doctor was praying over him, instead of giving him a cup water. The child died painfully. The doctor said; 'Whatever I can do, I did mybest. Jesus forgive him.' Then the doctor closed her eyes.
Needs of patients was drugs not prayer. I couldn't put up with that. I must kill myself instead of living like this.
Black Christmas was closing. Everyone must stayed home and mourn. And I didn't use to think why we should that one day a year. Every year, a train passes by that day. Consequently, the goverment was reminding us that if anyone gets on the train, they would punish them her to death. It would be well for me to die against this system.
I woke up at 10 a.m. I have never felt free when I woke up. I drank one cup of americano. It was much tastier than the coffee I drank before the going to bed. I left the house and started walking towards the train stop. There wasn't anybody in the street except for missionaries.
After waiting for a few minutes, The train came. I got it as break out of the my molds. There was a another girl in the train. Because that there was somebody else like me, I was feeling very well.
After 30 minutes, the train stopped. Then, a few soldiers and missionaries got on the train. Missionaries said; “ You are free now. Father and Mother forgave you.” I have never thought; I would be free when I’m dying. I turned to the woman in the train and I said “what we were before we were born, we will be it after we die“ The woman smiled to me.
The soldiers killed us with bullets, without painfully at missionaries behest.
But I was wrong about sentence I told that woman. Because we had opened our eyes to another world…
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