danza
09-05-2002, 4:32 PM
When I woke the next morning my stomach hurt, as well as my ribs from being jumped on last night by those three women. Besides that, sleeping on a cold stone floor is neither that much fun. I started to look around. Yamina had the woman they beat up a few nights ago (for stealing her cigarettes) sucking her toes and licking her soles clean. After I while she ordered the woman to do the same to one of the other women in her group. By the end of the morning, the woman on the floor had tongue cleaned 10 pair of dirty soles before the women got fed up with it and kicked her back to her corner.
By noon we got or daily lunch, a few slices of bread, a bowl of water and some raw vegetables like carrots or radishes. It wasn't much, but on an empty stomach it's not so bad. Since there was nothing for me to do in the cell, nothing to read and no one to make conversation with, its a pretty boring day that seemed to last forever. But I was not the only one bored to death here. Above I could here Yamina's group talking and laughing and I knew they must be up to something not good.
Later that afternoon, Yamina came down from her bed and walked towards me. She grab me by the back of my blouse and made me stand up. With a little force she guided me to the middle of the room. Two of her friends had also picked up one of the women sitting on the floor. She's an older woman, I guess around her late forties, maybe even early fifties. Small like me, about 4 foot 8 inches I guess. She was skinny and was not looking in good shape. In fact, she looked quit fragile to me. Yamina held my hands behind my back and tied them very tight with some torned up sheets. The older womans feet were also tied together. So, here we were in the middle of the room, me not able to use my hands, she not being able to move her feet.
Yamina was explaining something of which I didn't understand a single word. After she raised her right arm up and like a refferee she let it down. And indeed it was a sign for a match to start. The older woman, a little out of balance with her feet so close together. Tried to shuffle over to me and threw a punch at me with her fist. I easily avoided being hit by her by stepping back a little and her punch went up in the air. She shuffled towards me, trying to throw more punches at me. One thing I forgot was how small our cell was and before I realized it, she backed me in a corner.
Her fist now found her way and she hit me hard on my cheek and another in my belly. Again she went for my face and although her punches didn't have much power, I guess she hit me about for or five time before I managed to push her with my shoulder and step pass her so I could walk to the middle of the room again.
There I was surrounded by Yamina's friends that closed in on us so the older woman and I were in a small cirkle now. Again and again she started to wave her arms around but I was able to move around quicker and so most of it was just hitting the air. But when she got me cornered again, she kept hitting me hard in the belly and I drop to my knees. This made it easy for her to hit me hard in the face several times. Luckily, Yamina grab her by the hair and pulled her away from me. She grabbed my by the hair and made me stand up. She pointed at my feet and yelled at me. I didn't understand it so she demonstrated what I should do and kicked the older woman hard on her upper leg. The woman screamed in pain, but Yamina just raised her arm and dropped it as a signal the fight should continue. And even though I didn't want to hurt the older woman, I didn't plan on gettin beat up again today.
When she waived her arm, I just stepped back a little and raised my leg for a hard kick in her stomach. I kicked her hard and she wanted to step back but lost her balance and fell to the floor. She wanted to get up on her hands and knees but I pushed her back to the floor again with my foot. I did this several times and it wasn't too painfull for her I guessed. Again Yamina stopped us and now helped her standing up. Signalling for us to continue, the older woman again tried to punch me in the face but I could step aside and then pushed her hard with my shoulder so she fell to the floor again. I knew just pushing would just get Yamina make us stop and start again (or worse it could make her mad...) so when she got up on hands and knees, I kicked her hard in the ribs.
She fell down again and I stepped a little closer and kicked her upper legs. When she tried to grab my leg, I stepped down on her wrist hard with my left foot. She couldn't move now with her feet tied and her arm locked under me. With my right foot I stomped down hard on her stomach and a few more on her chest as well. She looked up at me in pain and in fear but I just stomped down on her skinny chest. Then I realized I was kicking a human being. An older woman was now laying down at my feet and I just kicked her. What the hell was I doin?
I stepped back and moved away from her. Some friends of Yamina came up and pushed me back and forth towards the woman on the floor. Since I was not able to balance myself with my arms, I fell to the floor where on of the other women was still sitting. "Better you kick her unconscious then Yamina" she whispered and I was surprised to hear someone speak English in here. Two women grab me by the hair and made me stand up again. The older woman was on hands and knees and obviously in a lot of pain. Then I remembered what the woman on the floor said and I realized if I didn't knock her out, Yamina or her friends would do it with more force and violence then I could ever do.
I walked up to here and kicked her hard in the ribs and she went down to the floor. With my heel I then stomped down hard on her belly a few times in a row, until she doubled up in pain. Now she was laying on her side, I put on foot on her hip and the stepped up on her leg and briefly stood up on her. Then I stepped of on the other side of her. She could see me now and looked up at me. She knew she had lost and that I had to do this or they would. She looked at me and nodded slightly as to say it was ok for me to finish her off. With the ball of my feet, I kicked her hard in her soft belly. Gasping for breath, she raised her head of the floor a little. I put my foot on the side of her head and bounced it to the floor like a football. She stopped struggling and just laid there. I slid my foot from the side of her head to her throat as if I would crush it. The women around Yamina yelled and cheered loudly. But I couldn't do it. For a moment I stepped on her throat, only to step of on the other side and walk back to my corner...
By noon we got or daily lunch, a few slices of bread, a bowl of water and some raw vegetables like carrots or radishes. It wasn't much, but on an empty stomach it's not so bad. Since there was nothing for me to do in the cell, nothing to read and no one to make conversation with, its a pretty boring day that seemed to last forever. But I was not the only one bored to death here. Above I could here Yamina's group talking and laughing and I knew they must be up to something not good.
Later that afternoon, Yamina came down from her bed and walked towards me. She grab me by the back of my blouse and made me stand up. With a little force she guided me to the middle of the room. Two of her friends had also picked up one of the women sitting on the floor. She's an older woman, I guess around her late forties, maybe even early fifties. Small like me, about 4 foot 8 inches I guess. She was skinny and was not looking in good shape. In fact, she looked quit fragile to me. Yamina held my hands behind my back and tied them very tight with some torned up sheets. The older womans feet were also tied together. So, here we were in the middle of the room, me not able to use my hands, she not being able to move her feet.
Yamina was explaining something of which I didn't understand a single word. After she raised her right arm up and like a refferee she let it down. And indeed it was a sign for a match to start. The older woman, a little out of balance with her feet so close together. Tried to shuffle over to me and threw a punch at me with her fist. I easily avoided being hit by her by stepping back a little and her punch went up in the air. She shuffled towards me, trying to throw more punches at me. One thing I forgot was how small our cell was and before I realized it, she backed me in a corner.
Her fist now found her way and she hit me hard on my cheek and another in my belly. Again she went for my face and although her punches didn't have much power, I guess she hit me about for or five time before I managed to push her with my shoulder and step pass her so I could walk to the middle of the room again.
There I was surrounded by Yamina's friends that closed in on us so the older woman and I were in a small cirkle now. Again and again she started to wave her arms around but I was able to move around quicker and so most of it was just hitting the air. But when she got me cornered again, she kept hitting me hard in the belly and I drop to my knees. This made it easy for her to hit me hard in the face several times. Luckily, Yamina grab her by the hair and pulled her away from me. She grabbed my by the hair and made me stand up. She pointed at my feet and yelled at me. I didn't understand it so she demonstrated what I should do and kicked the older woman hard on her upper leg. The woman screamed in pain, but Yamina just raised her arm and dropped it as a signal the fight should continue. And even though I didn't want to hurt the older woman, I didn't plan on gettin beat up again today.
When she waived her arm, I just stepped back a little and raised my leg for a hard kick in her stomach. I kicked her hard and she wanted to step back but lost her balance and fell to the floor. She wanted to get up on her hands and knees but I pushed her back to the floor again with my foot. I did this several times and it wasn't too painfull for her I guessed. Again Yamina stopped us and now helped her standing up. Signalling for us to continue, the older woman again tried to punch me in the face but I could step aside and then pushed her hard with my shoulder so she fell to the floor again. I knew just pushing would just get Yamina make us stop and start again (or worse it could make her mad...) so when she got up on hands and knees, I kicked her hard in the ribs.
She fell down again and I stepped a little closer and kicked her upper legs. When she tried to grab my leg, I stepped down on her wrist hard with my left foot. She couldn't move now with her feet tied and her arm locked under me. With my right foot I stomped down hard on her stomach and a few more on her chest as well. She looked up at me in pain and in fear but I just stomped down on her skinny chest. Then I realized I was kicking a human being. An older woman was now laying down at my feet and I just kicked her. What the hell was I doin?
I stepped back and moved away from her. Some friends of Yamina came up and pushed me back and forth towards the woman on the floor. Since I was not able to balance myself with my arms, I fell to the floor where on of the other women was still sitting. "Better you kick her unconscious then Yamina" she whispered and I was surprised to hear someone speak English in here. Two women grab me by the hair and made me stand up again. The older woman was on hands and knees and obviously in a lot of pain. Then I remembered what the woman on the floor said and I realized if I didn't knock her out, Yamina or her friends would do it with more force and violence then I could ever do.
I walked up to here and kicked her hard in the ribs and she went down to the floor. With my heel I then stomped down hard on her belly a few times in a row, until she doubled up in pain. Now she was laying on her side, I put on foot on her hip and the stepped up on her leg and briefly stood up on her. Then I stepped of on the other side of her. She could see me now and looked up at me. She knew she had lost and that I had to do this or they would. She looked at me and nodded slightly as to say it was ok for me to finish her off. With the ball of my feet, I kicked her hard in her soft belly. Gasping for breath, she raised her head of the floor a little. I put my foot on the side of her head and bounced it to the floor like a football. She stopped struggling and just laid there. I slid my foot from the side of her head to her throat as if I would crush it. The women around Yamina yelled and cheered loudly. But I couldn't do it. For a moment I stepped on her throat, only to step of on the other side and walk back to my corner...