on a cobble stone paved road... I remember walking, my skirt flying where ever it pleased... I needed some roots to help someone who was sick... I cocked my head to the side to look for shops, but there didn't seem to be any open. People stared at me in awe... I didn't know why. Children gaped as if I was some.... They look at me. I can't break eye contact no matter how hard I try. Their mothers staring at me coldly, hatred burning in their eyes. One shouts out to all to hear. "SHE HAS CURSED MY FAMILY" I look at a man. He smiles evilly at me. "SHE BE A WITCH!" I panic. When one is accused, they can't escape their fate. Aye, it twere true though... I were a witch... A witch that could cure people with herbs, a witch of medicines or in this time I'd be known more as a doctor. The soldiers came up and grabbed me. They were too strong for me to escape from. I begged and pleaded so I could heal my source of money. They looked at me with more hatred. I just can't let this happen. I struggled, I pulled as hard as possible to break away. These soldiers.... They're just... I can't get back. Please just let me go.... realize it's out of hatred of the new. Just let me go. I thought as they tightened their grip and icy glares grew more... I just could barely breathe from the hatred they emitted.
I don't want to know. "Please just hit my head swift and hard, I don't want to be awake to see mine own demise" My skirt dragged along a mud puddle. The cobblestones hurt as they didn't let me stand. My knees hurt. I can tell I'm bleeding now... I gasp for air... The soldiers laugh and become more rough. I don't want to.... I did nothing. I'm not ready to die, I have commited no sins against that man... yet I have to die for that wretch. I started humming a song to help calm my mind.... The soldier on my left told the one on my right to hold me down... I tried not to make anymore noise.... the soldier on my left smacked (my cheek suddenly became warm...)Punched me in the throat(suddenly got hard to breathe....)..."How about makin more noise witch!" he yelled out.
Why did I have to gain the role of a healer.... all I wanted... Was to help... It seems like right now... I'm the witch who cursed thousands of families, the witch who caused fire among towns, the one who killed many children and ate their entrails for supper to gain eternal life. I'm not that witch... It's getting... I can't keep my eyes seeing straight anymore. My vision blurred....(HOSHIT MY VISION WENT NUTS IN REAL LIFE!). But I can still hear... I can barely make anything out... tears streaming down my face... A throbbing pain in the back of my head....(...which just happened...) People cheer on the soldiers.
They brought me to their leader. They explain the situation and the man smiled. He asked why I was there.... "to heal..." He gasped in horror and said " STAKES TakE HER TO THE STAKES!" I pleaded "Hang me! Use the gullotine but please, Not the stakes!" His face perked up his malovent smile. "....Thousands of swords.... driven into you. IF you don't die, a thousand more" My eyes wide with horror... "...stakes..." He patted me on the head and threw me into a small cage basically.
The walls damp, covered in moss. Bars to prevent me to go back to the clean world. Food rationed... I was to be burnt at the end of the week... I wanted to kill myself in there... I just couldn't find the means to. It was cold and raining the next day. My back hurt from the stones in the mud.... The mud being the closest thing to solid ground from the rain. What they gave us to eat... Was no better than what they fed the horses. Who am I kidding, the horses at like kings next to the prisoners... I lay their for the next few days thinking of life. How silly I was to go to a town I never been to before. (Neck hurts....lower cervical vertebrae too...) This skirt.... is basically
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 Jello Challenged · Wed Dec 27, 2006 @ 04:55am · 0 Comments |
