Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Fire Which Burned Into Ashes

The Beginning:
Even though this is the beginning, the story will have no end while there is breath in my body


There was a couple. They tried desperately to have a little girl for years and were getting older. Plus "God" has spoken to the woman and told her they would receive one for they had been a good and faithful servant. Everyone knows that "God rewards those who serve Him. And they did receive that child. She was loved, dressed in beautiful clothes, and displayed proudly among the circles. She was the shinny new toy. As she grew she wanted nothing more than to be perfect to the ones who gave her life. But soon the story began to change as she was changed.

This is the story of a girl, who was told she was nothing. Told nobody would want her and no one would love her. She was only a toy, a possession to many sick bastards who killed her daily of a time span of twelve years. It never matter how much she tried, how much she fought, she was always the toy. She would never be worth anything; no one would ever love her. She was tainted, jaded, scarred. As they said no one would believe her. She had given willingly of herself. She had not tried to stop the assault. She had not tried to fight for her own body. She was their virgin whore, their “Lolita”, “jezebel”, “harlot”. She believed all the lies; she had let them all soak into her being. Day by ever passing day she gave up part of the life she was destined to live. Nothing seemed to numb the pain, no words spoken, and no drugs taken. She began to die there in that cage. Those iron bars, meant to keep her safe, were choking what was left. For some reason they all watched her die, and washed her blood off their treacherous hands. Like a caged bird she was put on display and forced to sing a miserable song. Till one day she learned how to open her cage and flew away... and vowed to never be used again. She was in love, had pure hatred, was abused, used and thrown away, has been pressured to be something she wasn’t. But who hasn’t felt that way ever? What makes her so special? She survived...