Island

Maria De La Cruz, was still a prisoner in what she had called the island, the colonel came to see her every two or three days, she did not limit herself to answer anything she asked, and she was to the point of wanting to be raped. If the colonel knew her sexual condition, she would be dead, because no one in society understands that there are people like her who have both genitals, and practice both sexes, it would be a total abomination and she would die without hesitation.

Those days locked up, Maria De la Cruz, had studied all the movements of the evildoers who had her locked up, that was good because she considered escaping, she did not want to be a prisoner anymore, and if she had to die, at least it would be trying to obtain everything she had wanted one day, freedom.

That night, in the twilight of the night, a shining moon let the night light shine through. He had been digging the bars of the window, but on the outside, every night with a sharp stone and a nail, he had taken t