He stood there, watching his family closing in. "w-what are you doing?" Ranji kept asking them as they closed in, eventually needed to defend himself out of the harsh things his family was doing to him. They all did their worst to him, and he was enduring it all. All kind of words were whispered, the clan house started to light into fire. "no-! NO!" He shouted on the top of his longies. Slowly he started to die out by whispers, turned on his back he watched his father. The arm of the father turned high up and almost a blow would land.
With a scream, he woke up, the stump of his remaining arm high. He was covered in sweat as he panted. This was something that he rarely had, a nightmare of these kinds. Slowly he looked at his stump and knew it was a bad dream. He got up and picked up the crutch, started to walk towards the kitchen and plashes his own face with the water. It haunted him...
The day later, was one of a hellish drag. He had taken the day off in the hope to enjoy some of the scenes around the village now. He was a tired man and didn't see to be in the best mood, but he was there instead of in the hospital today.
With a scream, he woke up, the stump of his remaining arm high. He was covered in sweat as he panted. This was something that he rarely had, a nightmare of these kinds. Slowly he looked at his stump and knew it was a bad dream. He got up and picked up the crutch, started to walk towards the kitchen and plashes his own face with the water. It haunted him...
The day later, was one of a hellish drag. He had taken the day off in the hope to enjoy some of the scenes around the village now. He was a tired man and didn't see to be in the best mood, but he was there instead of in the hospital today.