Scarred

Scarred
FGM story telling

They were like years of flowing torturous and compulsive feeling, with bated breaths in anticipation for the worse to come.
The dread that had gone through her ears and permeated into her brains. She knew it because she had heard and seen it, the gruesome actions committed against her gender, in the name of culture.

They could never talk of the pain, all she noticed was the frequent need to take a relieve, and beads of sweat forming around their sad faces in discomfort, by hitching to the side of a chair.
She had always graith herself to hear the sounds and for preparation of it around her, but no one said a word of it to her. It was like they were oblivious, of what went on in their real system.

Those years, made her drown in sinking worries that the same would come to her, but it never did. Coming of the youthful age felt so good and gradually, she was beginning to feel free herself from the choking desolation and steams of shivering gust, she had allowed seep into her.

Her beautiful twenty-one year old self was writing a long letter, to a new journey of married life. She could have never been more happy than now, when she could be bounded by her own rules. Just like gushing winds of the desert, she could count eight days to her day.

Kuma! She heard the soft calling of her name from her beautiful dream, that felt like hallucinations. The taps on her skin were abrupt and wobbly-like, and just like someone possessed, she reluctantly followed.
Caught unguarded she was suddenly grabbed by strong arms, and that jolted her to reality.

What was happening?

Everything happened swiftly, with unrelenting hands pressed tightly on her thighs. She felt a part of her die the moment the merciless metal, had struck her soft skin and chunked a pound of it.
Entrapped in her pain, her gut refused to let of screams of agony she had imagined, that her body was conscious of. Kuma let her wallow in the glowing doom, that had just barged on her.
What could ever describe the unfathomable dread she had just gone through? She knew from that moment, that she had been scarred for life.
Why would they choose to ruin her, by circumcising her before marriage.

Whose rules? Whose ideas?

They had killed her.

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