Two hours later, she was dragged into woods by grown-up men who took turn in assaulting and finally murdering her. That was to send a message to her religious-minority family to move out of the village.
The child was only seven years old.
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The picture was taken in the soft morning-sun entering into her ramshackle hut. With pink-cheeks, cat-green eyes, and unruly brunette-hair, she appeared like a slowly blossoming glorious rose. Ironically, she was even wearing a pink dress adorned with yellow rose buds. And that mysterious smile on her lips! Would Leonardo Vinci paint her instead of Mona Lisa?
Two hours later, she was dragged into woods by grown-up men who took turn in assaulting and finally murdering her. That was to send a message to her religious-minority family to move out of the village. The child was only seven years old.
Paritosh Chandra Dugar
16/4/2018 07:58:11 pm
The story brought a tear to my eye!
Clau
18/4/2018 05:41:20 am
Brutal. Comments are closed.
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"Classic"
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