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''Yesterday They Killed Me
I refused to let them touch me and with a stick they burst my skull. They stabbed me and left me to bleed to death.
Like garbage, they put me in a black polyethylene bag, wrapped with duct tape, and I was thrown onto a beach, where hours later they found me.
But worse than death, was the humiliation that followed.
From the moment they had my dead body, nobody wondered where the bastard was who ended my dreams, my hopes, my life.
No, rather they started asking me useless questions. To me, can you imagine? A dead woman, who cannot speak, who can not defend herself.
What clothes did you have?
Why were you alone?
How could a woman travel alone?
You went into a dangerous neighborhood. What did you expect?
They questioned my parents for giving me wings, for letting me be independent, like any human being.
They said that for sure we were on drugs and we were seeking it with something we did, that they should have watched us.
And now dead I understand that no, for the world I am not like a man. That death was my fault, it will always be. While if the headlines read that two young men travelers were killed, people would be giving their condolences and, with their false and hypocritical double standards, would demand harsher penalties for the murderers.
But as a woman, it is minimized. It becomes less severe, because of course I looked for it. Doing what I wanted to, I found what I deserved for not being submissive, for not wanting to stay at home, for investing my own money in my dreams. For that and more, I was condemned.
And I grieve, because I'm no longer here. But you, yes you are. And you're a woman. And you have to bear that they keep repeating the same discourse “earn respect,” it's your fault that they yell at you in the street that they want to touch/lick/suck any of your genitals for wearing shorts in 40-degree heat, that if you're traveling alone you're “crazy” and it's very likely something will happen to you, if they trampled upon your rights, you asked for it.
I ask you for myself and for all women who they have shut up, silenced, who shat on our life and dreams, to raise your voice. We will fight, I by your side in spirit, and I promise you that one day we will be many, that there will not be enough bags to keep us all quiet.
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Argentine Girls Murdered In Ecuador: Latin America Comes Together, Asks Justice For Backpackers Killed On Vacation
I refused to let them touch me and with a stick they burst my skull. They stabbed me and left me to bleed to death.
Like garbage, they put me in a black polyethylene bag, wrapped with duct tape, and I was thrown onto a beach, where hours later they found me.
But worse than death, was the humiliation that followed.
From the moment they had my dead body, nobody wondered where the bastard was who ended my dreams, my hopes, my life.
No, rather they started asking me useless questions. To me, can you imagine? A dead woman, who cannot speak, who can not defend herself.
What clothes did you have?
Why were you alone?
How could a woman travel alone?
You went into a dangerous neighborhood. What did you expect?
They questioned my parents for giving me wings, for letting me be independent, like any human being.
They said that for sure we were on drugs and we were seeking it with something we did, that they should have watched us.
And now dead I understand that no, for the world I am not like a man. That death was my fault, it will always be. While if the headlines read that two young men travelers were killed, people would be giving their condolences and, with their false and hypocritical double standards, would demand harsher penalties for the murderers.
But as a woman, it is minimized. It becomes less severe, because of course I looked for it. Doing what I wanted to, I found what I deserved for not being submissive, for not wanting to stay at home, for investing my own money in my dreams. For that and more, I was condemned.
And I grieve, because I'm no longer here. But you, yes you are. And you're a woman. And you have to bear that they keep repeating the same discourse “earn respect,” it's your fault that they yell at you in the street that they want to touch/lick/suck any of your genitals for wearing shorts in 40-degree heat, that if you're traveling alone you're “crazy” and it's very likely something will happen to you, if they trampled upon your rights, you asked for it.
I ask you for myself and for all women who they have shut up, silenced, who shat on our life and dreams, to raise your voice. We will fight, I by your side in spirit, and I promise you that one day we will be many, that there will not be enough bags to keep us all quiet.
This content was originally published by teleSUR at the following address:
"http://www.telesurtv.net/english/news/Yesterday-They-Killed-Me-Goes-Viral-20160305-0037.html". If you intend to use it, please cite the source and provide a link to the original article. teleSUR English
Argentine Girls Murdered In Ecuador: Latin America Comes Together, Asks Justice For Backpackers Killed On Vacation