Zahyr

Silence makes you sick . In the epoch of women empowerment, we refuse to believe harsh reality. Why is it so hard to accept the road to truthfulness. A couple of hours ago, I was devastated and agitated by a story of a girl for whom I would refuse to be into her shoes even in ma terriblest nightmares. Number three she quoted, and I can still recall those phonetics that came out of her pale rosy lips which were colored by pastel red shade. ‘Three’ Years she was forced to a sexual abuse by her own dearest member. At the age of eight, it started and that innocent soul was unaware of what was happening to her flawless sensitive skin. A slight touch on her crotch would leave her soul to ashes till date. That adorable girl with ebony hair, apricot skin and radiant pupils must have shred countless tears, numerous woes and a life she could never dare to trust again. But the abuse was not enough, after ten years of silent cries she gathered the courage to speak up not because she wanted to