The Fountain of Blood


“Hello, Madam. It seems your garment is stained” said a stranger who walked past me in the market. I checked¬†and saw a red spot that was quickly spreading. Immediately, I went to a nearby shop and got a scarf to help hide my¬†shame. I began to wonder. It was not time for my monthly period, so what could have gone wrong? That day, my life took a turn for the worse. That day, my struggles began. Continue reading “The Fountain of Blood”