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Chapter 11 - Unstoppable Vibrations
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Media, Ancient Northwestern Iran
House of Raguel
~ Sarah ~
Tick tock. Tick tock.
It was already nine in the evening. Damp was my pillow owing to the stream of tears I released since I shut myself inside my room this afternoon. My eyes swelled like a tomato. My throat felt so dry. My chest weighed like it was being loaded with heavy stone boulders.
Every strike of the clock hand inched me forward towards my goal: death. Yes, I had decided to kill myself.
People in my neighborhood had already called me many names: murderer, witch, disease, a whore. I am branded with their unending glares and reproaches. They had called me cursed. They had told me that my soul was already damned in Hell.
Why you ask?
Well, because I lost seven husbands. Before the consummation of our marriage, before they can even touch me, they all suddenly die and I don’t
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