Anthology of wounds - Arct

Anthology of Woundscame out foam from my mouth as the other time happenedand the one ear began to bleed, and make mesuffer more than last time. This session even difficultdidn’t last for long.In the afternoon of the same day, Ali Xhunga andIsmail Lulo entered my cell and after them Shurdha thatkept in his hand a rope and a stool. I thought they wouldbeat me with rope. I didn’t know that excited even thehang as a torture. Shurdha according to Ismail Lulo order,got out the sleeping stuffs and began the procedureof hanging. Nobody spoke. Ismail Lulo put the chainson my hands grasping on the pulses and he adhered tothe wall corner toward a window and he climb on thestool and after he crossed under the chains the rope,two stranded of it joined together on the windows iron’suntil it stretched completely.Ali Xhunga that had not spoken a word until thatmoment looking the people seriously spoke only whenhe was ready to leave: You will see now! After him IsmailLulo left, and they left me on underwear and a silk summerlight shirt, that missed the buttons since that day ininvestigation. So Ali Xhunga was thinking to with mewhat he said since the first day. I will not get for longwith you.”Hanged with the head on one side, with open mouth,in order to breathe and with pains in pulses where allthe body aggravated, and that from the miss of the goodcirculation in them where swelled and had began to becut from the chains , continuously with shut eyes becauseof long lack of sleep and tiredness, it would bemy general view those days.199