“They put a bag over my head again. I can't describe my state – you can't die, you can’t faint, so you just scream. Why didn't I pass out, why didn't my heart stop – I'm ill, I should have… I had no choice but to bear the suffering.”
“They put a bag over my head again. I can't describe my state – you can't die, you can’t faint, so you just scream. Why didn't I pass out, why didn't my heart stop – I'm ill, I should have… I had no choice but to bear the suffering.”
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