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Don’t let them see you sweat 2



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He lay there smiling. I smiled back at him despising him. I stared into his eyes and tried to read his thoughts. But all I saw was everything I had come to learn in the last month. There was no going back. I had planned everything out. The needle was under my pillow and I could feel its presence like a throbbing of an ache one side of my head. I waited. He turned his back to me and that’s when I pulled out the needle and quickly jabbed him with it. Right in the neck. I knew the poison was doing its work when I saw the veins on his neck start to come alive, retreating from muscle beneath and coming up to the surface as if to breathe as the poison spread. He turned to me his hand examining where I had stabbed him. His eyes were wide open almost popping out of his skull. Why, they seemed to plead. Continue reading

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“…pray for us sinners now and at the hour of death…” she prayed. Her lips moved fast, mumbling and rumbling over each word.

The room was dimly lit. At the very centre was an old statue of the Virgin in her customary blue and white robe holding her son in her arms. It no longer shone the way it used to and a few cob webs hang loosely from it and swayed in the soft breeze that swept the room. It was placed on an even older wooden table covered with delicate white lace. A few dozen stick thin candles were spread out on the floor right in front of Bati. Behind her was a little window that let in a flood of moonlight.

The flames from the candles licked the air as their red fiery and burnt orange light danced and bounced off the dusty walls. It shone brightly on the statue plastering a grotesque shadow on the rest of the wall above it, one that Bati decided to ignore. She kept her head bowed low, caught up in prayer.

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