Oleksandra never thought she could hear noises like that. Anastasiia spun around on the rope, her face turning red, spittle dripping from her mouth as...soldiers took out their cameras, snapping pictures of the dying girl.Oleksandra looked at Sofiia, who watched Anastasiia's death with horrified fascination, her brown eyes taking in every detail as if she wanted to know everything about this simple method of death.Oleksandra tasted bile in her throat, but forced it down with effort of will. By. Oh god bless America,” my sister/lover said.“Why are you in here?” I asked, trying to change the topic.“It’s eight am. We should be on the road, but somebody didn’t set his alarm,” mom said, in her typical pose of hands on her hips.“Kids,” mom said. “You’ve got forty minutes to shower, change, and pack, there is no time for a quickie ... or anything else. Go!”The moment they closed the door; we ran to the shower, did a quick soap and wash, brushed our teeth—really well and got dressed. Packing. So after my inter I was also helping my father till the college start and then my uncle came to pick me and my father apologized for his miss behavior and on the same day he ask me to come, as soon I reached there I greeted my uncles wife and she looked very upset then the same evening I could hear my uncle and jayanthi aunty were having heated arguments’ about my visit, according to her my father did drama there so that he knew that my uncle would take the responsibilities, by hearing that. As I fight to get up, I feel my ankles being grasped and separated. In spite of my kicking, I am pivoted and dragged backwards by my spread legs toward the center of the room. Clawing futilely at the retreating floor, I can see a smiling Serena seated behind the desk.Reaching the center of the room, the women pause, still holding my ankles. My arms are firmly folded behind me; with several zips they are fixed securely in place. The operation has proceeded soundlessly to this point. Now Serena.