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Maybe this won't hurt too much, I think to myself. It's just a hangman's noose, is strangulation really that bad?
'Hey,' the guy next to me says for the fifth time. I turn to him finally and for the first time recognise his face. 'Haven't I seen you here before?
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The Arab-Israeli conflict began in the state in Israeli in 1948. This conflict came from inter communal violence in Mandatory. Palestine between Israeli’s and Arabs from 1920. It erupted into full scale hostilities in the 1947 - 1948 war. The Arab-Israeli war of 1948 broke out when the five Arab nations invaded territory. In A.D 73, the Roman Empire forced the Jews to leave Palestine. The Jews wer...
Just one piece of bread. That's all I took. Yet now I face a punishment for my crimes, the worst punishment. The last punishment. Next to me, my brother faces the same punishment, I don't know what he did, I don't care what he did. All I know, is he disserved it. The tight rope binds my hands and tears at my malnourished skin causing a small stream of red blood to trickle down my wrists and into ...
I grimace internally. If this man’s telling the truth then he’s broken rule number one of the warlock code. I mean, really, rule number one? How stupid can you be?
‘No’ I say bluntly, looking at him angrily. ‘How would that even be possible?’. I turn away and scan the crowd, now eagerly watching the magistrate on the plinth below us, decrying us as evil and children of Satan. I can feel the man ne...
He asks.
“Yeah probably, I’m here quite often. “ I replied.
Well? Are you gonna go through with it today?”
He asked with a grim tone.
“I’ll go if you go” I told him.
He looked at me with his dead fish like eyes. “ok”
He put the noose around his neck and stepped off. It was standard, he kicked around, struggled and it even looked like he regretted it. But alas, it was too late. As his body swings...
“What?!” He must be insane, surely. The stress, the building terrible pressure of death crushing his brain underfoot. Simultaneously it crushes my heart with shame and guilt for my crimes. I ignore him, choosing to stare into the expectant crowd when I double take and look at him again. Absorbing every detail of his face with shock, fear and confusion increasing tenfold, filling my up and paralysi...
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