Suffocation

Third Person: She

She saw them push him into the pipe: many times smaller than his size. They huffed and puffed, swore and cursed, twisted and turned him like a corkscrew, edging him inch by inch into the narrow, tunneled out prison. It seemed a tedious task, this relentless shoving, yet they persevered. With an unbridled determination, they continued their efforts, in squeezing him inside a space that was anything but spacious.

What drove them to commit such madness? to inflict such agony? She did not know.

Perhaps, they derived pleasure from tormenting him. Perhaps, they appeased some carnal impulse of brutality. Perhaps, they just wanted to gain the satisfaction of pushing someone to their limits. Perhaps they just wanted to suffocate all vigor, all vitality, all life out of his veins.

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Second Person: They

Numbness stole through their bodies, sneaking from the poisonous crevices of their hearts into their bloodstream. They did not feel his pain. They did not have the compassion to feel his pain. They had been blindfolded into doing the wrong by the sense of their right. And, so they pushed and pushed and pushed – a mantra that knew no end.

What drove them to commit such madness? to inflict such agony? They thought they knew.

A thousand excuses, they thought of. All balderdash.

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First Person:Ā  He

He felt his bones crunch, his innards clench, as the constricting rubber of the pipe closed around him. He felt the grim material stretch across his limbs, sticking, adhering to his skin. He felt their clammy hands clawing into his shoulders with every heave, with every push. He felt his skin grow cold, his sweat vaporize. He felt his life slowly dwindle to a mere flame, stripped of all its fiery glory. He felt the wick of his life coming to a premature end.

What drove them to commit such madness? to inflict such agony?

He knew the answer.

They could not see him happy.

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20 thoughts on “Suffocation

  1. Hira says:

    Wow O.O
    This is a sad reality that ppl who rnt happy cnt bear other so be happy either…but this ws quite a way to portray that reality o.o (i mean dat in a gud way :p)
    Nice dat u updated d blog so quickly ^_^

  2. Dev!l says:

    Pretty standard when you live in a society of maniacs who are self conceited and narcissistic. Btw, she should be blamed more than them for she just watched while this happened

  3. Furree Katt says:

    Dark and morbid – yet brilliant, Anas! You are an absolutely wonderful writer. Always a pleasure to read your posts. You’re one of the most talented friends I have made via blogging šŸ™‚

    • Anas Shafqat says:

      Thank you so much! šŸ˜€ It is a pleasure to have readers like you šŸ™‚
      I’m really humbled šŸ™‚

  4. Khaula Nazir says:

    Read a little, won’t lie…
    The picture on your blog, the header one is super-splendid and you’ve done a great job with the layout…
    And I think that the “New York Times bestselling author” thing is not faraway, at least not after the stuff I’ve read here.
    šŸ™‚
    So great work, aim high and achieve it. Because I guess, we’ve mutual desires.

    • Anas Shafqat says:

      Hahaha, that is not a problem. Thank you so much for the wonderful comments! Although it has taken me ages to reply – just going through them again made me awesome!

  5. emphadiate says:

    Spine chilling, but very cleverly expressed.

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