The Great Wall is a magnificent landmark and building, too bad I am going to die here. I went on the little
platform and stood on it, a steady drumroll led the musicians to play. The king motioned me to start dancing the
dance that he had taught me during the meeting. My feet started dancing, and they danced and danced, they
were sore and in pain. I stopped. But then, the king’s face flashed an unpleasant expression, he murmured
something to the man beside him and the man came up and whipped me, hard. Then I realized that if I stopped
dancing, he would whip me so I continued dancing. The shoes broke and I danced barefoot. My skin on my feet
was torn, repulsive scarlet liquid came out but I kept on dancing until the last drop of my blood came out.
I collapsed and lay on the floor; blood dyed my dress red, the color of blood. The man came again, but no
matter how he whipped or hurt me, I still didn’t move. I lay there with my eyes wide open. I was dead; I left this
unfair world, and left all my worries, pain and sins behind and never took a glimpse of them again, forever…
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