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Last Trade

October 20, 2010
By SharonC GOLD, Markham, Other
SharonC GOLD, Markham, Other
18 articles 32 photos 8 comments

“For the last time, sit down!” letting out an exasperated snarl he grabs the whip and strikes it against the ripped skin coating with blood. Again and again the whip lashes against the raw flesh. “Sit.” He growls through gritted teeth. “My patience is running out.” He brings his leg back and shoves it into the scrawny body. Whimpering, the figure lying on the floor remains motionless, stubborn, and unwilling to move. He lets out a roar of curses, and left. If he had turned back, he would have seen the blaze of fury buried deep within the pair of eyes.

I glared at the disappearing figure as he strutted away so full of himself. I licked my wounds clean. Each cut will heal up becoming a new scar. The scars from not answering the phone, from not washing my dishes clean, from not filing the documents. I refuse to acknowledge anything he does. I have given chance after chance to this evil creature but he does nothing but tear them into shreds.

If only I was born a differently, I would not have to go through this ruthless torture. I would enjoy mouthing back at him. I would be able to control his every move. I would be free. I yearn to switch bodies with him to teach the lesson of a lifetime.

I would force his snout into expired canned meat, abandon him in a deserted field, and inflict enough pain for him to beg for forgiveness. I would use him as a punching bag, a pillow, a cushion, and a stepping stone. I would starve him until his ribs are digging into his flesh, then fattening him into a plump bloated creature only to starve him yet again. I would torment him until he felt that his life was no longer worth living. I would torture him until the ends of the earth.

I wish the revolution of animals had never occurred. If only we humans had watched our backs before our so-called best friends ran right around to stab us with a knife in our backs. If only I was born a dog. I would do to him as he had done to me.

The author's comments:
This piece was inspired to me when I read an article about animal abuse. I altered it with a twist.

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on Oct. 28 2010 at 10:41 pm, Markham, Other
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I really felt the pain involved in the abuse of the human which had been inflicted by the dog. It was truly a twist to alter the perspective and make it so that the person was a "pet" rather than the actual animal. Great job!

on Oct. 28 2010 at 10:14 pm
IWriteToFeel SILVER, Youshouldntknow, Ohio
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This conveys so much passion, and shows how powerful abuse can have an effect on a person. It shows that a person can changed based on an occurence in one's life that makes a person harden towards someone else. So very true!!!! All of this! I love the descriptive words. Short but excellent! keep up the amazing writing!