I love to photograph people. I was a freelance photographer in my neighbourhood. Whenever there was a festival or marriage or any ceremony in the locals, I was hired to take pictures of them. I had my own camera and I liked to develop my own pictures. Out of curiosity, I learned it and passed my teenage years with it. Good for localities as a service and for my pocket money. I was renown for my work, I never did anything wrong with my pictures. I treasured every picture that where taken by me as my work. Recently, there was a new neighbour in my locals. Single, good looking lady who worked in a club as a singer. People started to spread lots of rumours about her from the next week, married women were cautioned against her, I simply thought because of her slim hardworking body. She was not bad in anyway compared to other gossip girls, married or unmarried. She was in one word stunning for me. Well mannered, well dressed, good tempered, well educated, no time for any rubbish, I simply admire her. New gossip in town about her was, she took a job in day school. Everyday early in the morning, she was on her way to school and every married woman hired their own espionage to spy on her. Whatever she did, they always seemed to have managed a good rumour to create against her. Later, she stopped singing and started tutoring. Late night, she returned to her place, exhausted and tired but my dear neighbourhood woman grew the idea from their kitchen spiced imagination that she was a working girl, in one word doing prostitution. As the time flies, there jealousy grown to hatred, whatever happened in their lives, they started to accuse her as an easy pawn. They hired their people to take an eye on her. Thence, man after all man. They managed to corner her oneday and their gang raped her. Randomly, they did it one by one. I was an eye witness of that horrible incident when I realised, I wasn't a man of those ladies any more. Our police service was lousy in that small town, when I called them, they were off from their duties. Only one middle aged guy was there for a night duty. Small town, everyone knew everyone, whenever they got horny they got married with that beauty of our town. Never happened anything like that night. That night was a devastation disaster, devilish act that's been under those smiling gentle faces for decades after decades. I was crying when that was happening, took pictures of those dogs but couldn't take her that much. They cornered her in alley, at first accused her for an affair with their those sisters' husbands who never had been interested in their marriage life, I personally knew them. Those house wives never stayed at home, always busy with other houses to ruin, attracted to other guys and boys but to their own, I was literally going to be raped by them few times, those women accused her, for felony with their hardworking husbands. Small town, no one could do anything secretly especially with those bitches' husbands or else they could have divorced them by now. After accusations, they started to push her in the dark corner, then when she tried to scream, they pulled her legs and took her down, they torn her blouse, harshly grabbed her breasts, out of rush, they were closed to ripped her nipples and savagely opened her venus, scratched all over her body, she was crying like a mad girl but no one was there to help, that silent drizzling rainy night became a nightmare, women who were the cause of that incident probably was happy for her gang rape or else why anybody didn't came for her rescue. They were 10 of them but not everyone was a beastly, 4 of them run away, 4 of them ate her 2 of them tasted their pride gently when she got fainted, by the start of the 6th that one policeman came and did sneaky attack, the other policeman came in their night pajamas from their home, they all went for the bed then their fellow mate called them for duty. Police took my eye witness report with an evidence but hidden my identity and source for my safety. Later, she woke up but lost her complete memory out of shocking experience. Those ladies who were enjoying her rape was penalised by the police authority and with that money they sent the victim to another city where she could work in an orphan as a teacher. I was moved by the police authorities great work and thankful for not taking any chances of raping her as in other cases police normally did. I still couldn't forget and forgive myself as a boy who turned into a man. After five years, I went to her city to find her, that orphanage was windup by the local authorities for doing human trafficking of a virgin girls where my lady was gang raped again for stopping those dealers. They took her in a van in front of the orphanage and raped her the whole night and left her naked dead body in the van. The next day, early In the morning, police had discovered by the local people about the suspicious van where she was laying dead with empty drugs bottle and then the police questioned the orphanage owner who was drunk that night and said knew nothing about it, as she claimed but their other orphaned children reported about the missing sisters of them. When the police got suspicious, they closed the orphanage with accusations of human trafficking and a homicide case of their teacher but couldn't retrieve or found any evidence about those missing kids. They took the owner in custody but couldn't find anything to hold her but accused her against her negligence of her duties as an owner, missing orphaned children and death of her teacher. After knowing the hideous nature of mankind, I left the country and went for oversea, to runaway from the horrors of the reality, those jealous ladies and their man who killed my first admiration.