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Healing The Scars
She walked alone on the street , her eyes were red , hair messed up , unending tears in her eyes and the scars of that incident still fresh and burning every inch of her soul.
She tumbled and fell down , her knees scraped the ground , but she didn't care. She got up limping she walked , aimlessly!
A truck was almost going to hit her , but she least cared. She reached home , her mother opened the door for her , she looked at her daughter's state , who fell down.
Her mother called out her name , but she didn't reply , she broke down , her dad and brother came out , she sobbed uncontrollably.
Nothing could stop that pain , not even the best of pain killers!
The once lively house had turned into that of mourning , the routes of going to strolls in the park had changed into the routes of police stations , courts and hospital!
She sat on her bed , looking at nothing in particular , the disgusting questions of the police man rang in her mind , the looks everybody gave her flashed in front of her eyes and she couldn't do anything but stay mum.
She heard a laugh , she peeped out and saw herself laughing out loud , 'Where had this laugh disappeared?' She asked herself.
She heard the ringing of a cycle bell and looked out , she saw herself competing with her brother and laughing. "Where had this lively girl disappeared?" She again asked herself. Se heard a voice and went back to her room. She saw herself speaking to someone on phone.
"We need to bloody raise out voice against this shit!"
"Where had this strong girl gone?"
Was the only thing she could ask herself.
She stood in front of the mirror , no! She won't fall weak , if she did those asses would win! But was her self belief enough for her to fight for herself? Was her realization strong enough to help her collect the shattered pieces of her soul and start afresh? Maybe!
She walked on the path of her justice , people stared at her like she was some witch. She didn't trust her family after that incident. But..
Taunts didn't stop her. She walked.
She got her justice , they were tortured , brutally!
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She looked at her diary , read what she had written again and again . Wasn't it so easy to write this? When in reality her soul burned! She was in pain . Everybody could sympathize with her , but could they actually understand what she was going through?
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She looked at her diary , read what she had written again and again . Wasn't it so easy to write this? When in reality her soul burned! She was in pain . Everybody could sympathize with her , but could they actually understand what she was going through?
The incident had left her so bruised that she couldn't trust her own family.
She let out her emotions , her desires through writing , cause her voice had dried up , after the unstoppable crying , after those dreadful screams of help which were forever un heard. She kept her diary aside , and walked to the white board in her room , it was once filled with cheerful quotes , but now it just had sadness spread all over through the words she wrote. She took the marker and wrote .
"My only fault.."
She was tired of hearing the shit spoken to her , tired of being blamed by mindless people , tired of being blamed for being friendly to everyone. She knew what her fault was. "...I am a girl!"
The society had crushed her to such an extent that she loathed her own existence. They were to be blamed! Not her! It wasn't as if everybody blamed her , but most did.
The next day , she read a similar incident in the newspaper , somewhere another girl had suffered this , another girl's life was snatched away , another girl's soul was ripped apart! Was it ever going to end?
Was being a girl a punishment now? She thought to herself.
Her brother held her shoulder , she looked up , he wiped her tear.
"Fight back! Don't blame yourself."
"Would you be supporting me , if i wasn't your sister?"
She asked him. He looked at her , took a pause and spoke.
"Not everybody has this mind set , kay? Even if you were a girl i hated the most , i would support you! I can't understand what you are going through , but i know it's terrible! I know it's eating you inside , why do you actually not stand up to what you write? I know , gathering the broken pieces might be hard , i know hearing those taunts are unbearable , but try! I know these memories can never stop haunting you , but at least try! I am with you , we all are with you. I know you have fallen down in front of your own eyes , but for what?
Your not the one to be blamed , you know that! Don't let yourself be pressurized by what they say. Please? I know it's going to be difficult , but it won't be impossible! "
She looked at him , she hugged him tight.
Could she really do that? Why couldn't she?
She would stand by what she wrote , and this time she knew her realization wasn't enough , she needed her family.
She knew her family was there and she was going to overcome this. She pulled back and nods. -- Today , she has a new life , the memories were not erasable , but the new chapters had buried them down. She had got her justice , made every bloody person realize that it's not her mistake. She didn't let herself fall in front of her own eyes again , she rose , rose to show those losers that they didn't win. She made them rot in hell.
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Hope you liked it. Just a random concept ,that came after a conversation. The ending is abrupt , sorry about that.
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