I know why
I am sitting on the ground, with my legs folded... My head drooped, i can feel the pain... The pain of small and big stones thrown on me.. It fell on my head, my chest and belly.. I wanted to look up, is these really stones.. Or is it sharp arrows from their quiver?? Oh indeed one thing I knew... It was hurting, and I am bleeding... They were there, a group of them... their names were perfect, jealousy, abuse and grief.. My heart pounded, yes...words came out of my mouth.. Why me?...I don't know any of you...either you know me..