Mona

The lamp flickered in the dark night. The broken chair placed in the middle of her room. Mona sat there alone, no one seemed to notice her, She cried loudly, no one heard her wail. She turned around and stared blankly at the Marmaduke. The black cat which came near Mona and sat on her lap, she patted the cat slowly...it gawked at her.

She touched her bruises, it was hurting. The agony on the day of her suffering is cruel. She cried for help. They didn't pity her.

Mona wanted to be seen, She wanted to be heard, she wanted to play with Marmaduke again....

But she's dead. Her body was eaten by the flames but her soul burned alive. The sun stared the sky to emerge, Mona caressed her parents and faded away slowly. The 8 year old rape victim Mona waved goodbye to this cruel world.