
One, two, three, four, five. All those numbers I calculated slowly adjusted to one second of walking. Until the end, I said the number 100 which means the game has already started and my time to look for it
Since he asked me to start at home, that means 30% chance of him hiding at home. Every corner, two floors I set foot to look for her figure who had been hiding for a long time.
However, there is no. From childhood he was great in hide and seek, I told him he had been found. Then I should expand the search. Using another 70% chance that he is hiding outside the house
All right, wherever your figure goes. As long as his tribe has not left his body, it means that I will seek his figure to the ends of the world though. Before all that happens, I better speed things up
One by one the corners of the outside garden, but his figure had already completely disappeared from view. After I searched non-stop for 2 hours. Without me knowing, no ... I just don't want to realize that. That he left me.
Let it be, I can't force it either. Even though I still can't understand. Maybe all this time he felt comfortable in a relationship with me. Then let the pigeon fly.
However, it turned out before the pigeon flew big. He came back to the nest, not to clench, but to peck me with his strong beak. Not only that, he also brought other birds with him.
“What does this mean?” I'm confused
“I'm sorry Bel. Your actions are inexcusable. Therefore, I called the police to arrest you all with the real evidence at home.”
The policemen began to disrespectfully enter my house by force without my permission. No, my cry in the heart, which cannot be removed. If I take it out, then the worst consequences will be more haunting.
Why did the dove peck at me?
I don't get it.
Not long after that the ambulance also came, five of which came. One by one the lift boards were taken from the car. One by one of the seven men were transported covered in blood. One by one the bold gazes of the people began to pierce.
The police came to ask me my name, and handcuffed my hands behind my back. I don't know, but I'm not gonna run away. It's just, I don't understand what he wants. Though all his requests I always fulfill without exception. But why did he betray her so much?
They also treated them harshly. I don't know what grudges I have. But, this incident has really broken my heart to pieces.
All right, if that's what he wants. I'll follow the game. This is probably a new game from him. Yeah, I better think that way.
The car continued to run meandering past the other cars that were running, one or two cars passed quickly assisted by sirens making it faster to reach the bars.
After a long process and the green table is shouldered and decreed that the prescribed punishment is the death penalty. Of course it feels awkward with this court, even I was not given the chance to find a lawyer.
I was placed in the worst prison in the country. No one wants to come here. Because in addition to its tight security, guards here are also easy to raise your hands. Not a few people who came out of this prison, came out with a foul melancholy face.
Sure enough the birds were, every day at all times for no apparent reason even when they came to torment me. Not only the guards, but the other prisoners also enjoyed. “Feel this! This is how your family felt when you killed him!” Say brand aloud. Yes I killed my own family, but I killed them quickly and sure with a little pain.
Their mouths are so judgmental that they themselves are also complicit in a greater evil than I am. Corruption does not hurt others. Deceiving does not hurt others. Stealing does not hurt others. Kidnapping does not hurt others.
All evil must hurt others. But those with their chests held high judge me without knowing anything. I don't know, they probably don't have a mirror in their house. Too bad.
Rudapaksa, torture is hard to be my daily meal. So that I still have sanity. The guards would take me every day to a place, which I did not even know. Because I always wear a black cloth on my head when sent there.
There was a doctor there, he said. He's called Meto, he's old. However, he had a spirit like a young boy. The guy was very noisy and asked me a lot of things. When he was done, he was always given a large black swipe pouch. I was always curious, but always forbidden by them, which must have been a black crackle that always stinks.
It's been over a year now, I'm counting the time by scraping the wall once every day. With a total of 365 more scratches attached to the wall. They're not angry, I've always continued.
A rumor is loitering, some are saying something terrible has happened out there. Some say the apocalypse is coming. Others say that freedom will come soon to them.
The feeling of a roller coaster continues to haunt prisoners like us. Some are hopeful, some are frightened, and some prefer to die in a holding cell.
The guards also reduced daily. Some of the prisoners began their plan for the first time to break out of the only tightest prison in the entire country.
I'm coming too.
He said a hero would appear, who would be the caretaker of this escape. Prisoners with little hope also began planning for the escape.
One day after the plan began. One by one the guards began to be paralysed, as well as on our side. One by one the prisoners were paralyzed with hot iron that slid right into the chest, head, and all parts of the body.
Not to be outdone, we took their weapons.
There was a great war in the prison cell. With countless casualties. According to the watch we got from one of the guards, this battle lasted six hours. Not only did the hot iron reply, but the punch was also launched. Because less ammunition also makes it not very useful.
When in prison. I saw his dashing figure and looked brave. Our hero, who led us from darkness to light. The Moses who took us from one island to another through the water that was divided by him.