[Best Time To Read: After chapter 2]

When looked into the mirror,

In the room full of darkness,

The little beam of light that reflected on my face,

A question arised in my mind,

Why?

Why I had to go through all the torment?

Why me?

Why must I atone for their sins?

Why must I suffer the harrasment and death for them?

They all wanted war,

But I,

I only wished for silence,

freedom,

happiness,

a place to rest,

Never got the privilege of death,

How can I ask questions to the death,

When god was never on my side,

Why me?

And the answer to this question,

Was never found in any life time.

-By Aisha