Year 998 after j.c

Rosa:

Everybody was gathering in front of the house next to the tavern in which I was working, not long after I heard a woman screaming from the house's direction, my curiosity was peaked so I got closer to take a look but I bumped into a man by mistake.

"F#@k off, I don't want you to stick your filthy scent to me, " he yelled as he pushed me onto the ground.

To be honest, I wasn't angry.

I was used to it since it was the only way I was treated since I was born when a female infant is born to this world a demon comes crawling from the depths of hell to place a curse on her chest that forbids her from ever using magic.

And let me tell you something, magic means everything in this world, if you don't have it you're basically useless, trash, like all women in this unjust world, since you're forced into a life of bullying and swaggering.

A lot of girls take their life as soon as they are old enough to see the world as it is, and some don't even get to see the world, they are called the tainted, girls whom the demons couldn't place the seal on them, the elders execute them not even a day after they're born.

It's tragic life.

"Sorry Sir, I didn't mean to touch you with my dirty hands. " I said as I was getting dirt off my clothes.

"Sorry won't do you sh@t, useless trash, "he yelled while turning around.

"Don't mind him. Are you okay? " Said Charly

"I'm fine"

Charly is one of my coworkers in the tavern and also my best friend, she has gone through much sh@t as I have been.

"What is going on anyway? "

"I heard the lady next door having a child, one of the elders is coming here in the flesh to oversee the birth."Charlie

"I hope it's not an divergent! "

"Me too, I'm sick of seeing innocent kids dying. "Charly

I know she means those words many of our friends left this, they were either killed by men or bullies or they took their own lives since they couldn't take it anymore.

We call girls who aren't cursed divergent, because it's kind of harsh to insult them even after death, not be lying being killed before you see this f#@ked up world is kind of mercy, you can't even imagine the hurt we've all been through. Being worked like horses day by day, being treated like sexual objects that every man can have a taste of. Killing us because we are alive. Raping us because to them that what we are for. Tormenting us just because we exist.

Demons have more mercy.

No, I wasn't angry at that man at that moment, I'm always angry toward all men.