Free The Oppressed Novels & Stories

A new fire ignites in my chest, burning through the exhaustion and the pain. "What's the rest of the message?" I whisper. Lorenzo’s shadow moves as he stands up. “La libertad es para los que sangran por ella." Freedom is for this who bleed for it

If Megan had not shown up in time and shoved them both out of the way with everything she had, they would not have survived. But Megan paid the price. Jamie's eyes reddened a little as he patted his leg. "Megan never wears skirts or shorts because she only has one leg. The other is a prosthetic." She had lost one leg to save Jamie and Charlie. That was how she became the woman they could never forget. I suddenly understood everything. To think there was such a story behind all of this... Then I smiled. "That's nice. Your way of repaying her is taking care of her, and Charlie's way of repaying her is marrying her."

The Slater pack had no idea what was coming for them. Ziyah and I walked up a couple of steps so that we could see all of our amazing people. It did not matter which pack needed help because we had each other’s backs. We were all pack. “We want to personally thank all of you for agreeing to help rip the poison from the Slater pack so that the innocents can be freed. They will no longer be treated as slaves. No longer be forced to live by other people’s whims no matter what they are. Together, we will come out victorious, and the fuckers will be the ones quaking in fear for a change!” I shouted out.

, I asked in irritation, my voice trembling with fear trying to free myself from their grip but all to no avail. “The night you get your freedom Elena”, he slowly resounded, standing up lazily. “Isn't that what you want? All you have to do is corporate and who knows? You just might be my favorite toy”, his alcoholic breath landed straight into my nostrils while I scrunched them up in disgust.

Those words are still swirling in my brain; never again. They will never be pawns again, ever. I will never see them going through the same agony once more. I vow to the darkness, my voice being shaky and scratchy in mood. I vow by myself and by the blood I bleed and the lives of my children, I vow…... I'll save them. I will protect them from coercion that has engulfed us over a protracted period, from manipulation, and from the threats of this country. They will be free. Free to choose their own destiny, free to be children…... not tools or pawns in a game they never understood.”

HELLO MY LOVELY READERS. THANK YOU GUYS FOLLOWING ME AND FOR THE LIKES. DUE TO RESUMPTION IN SCHOOL, I WILL BE UPDATING A BIT LATE SO PLEASE BEAR WITH ME AND DON'T FRET. HERE IS A SONG I LEARNT IN CLASS YESTERDAY. ENJOY. WE WERE BORN FREE BUT THEY CALL US SLAVES WE DON'T HAVE A CHOICE WE JUST HAVE TO BE SLAVES.

"Together. We—we all get extracted. We all become free. We all—all stop being cage and start being family. Real family. Without—without burden." "Together," they agreed. And one by one, Sarah freed us. One by one, we stopped being prison. One by one, we became just—just ourselves again. Free. Finally, impossibly, completely free.

she knows that no one can do that better than her, she wanted to Immortalise that moment and she starts writing, "a human, is given, one, yes, only one opportunity to revolt, to refuse injustice, to reject what society tries to impose on him, that manifests itself in the first time he realises that no one has power over him but himself, yes himself, that his life belongs to him alone, yes and why not?? Why does Madam? Does Eve care what I do? It's my life. She walks back and forth across the room as if she's talking to someone. A man is free. A man is free in his conscience. Free in his imagination. Freed by his pain. If you don't believe me, look at Paolo. Look how miserable he is. How much

The crowd held its breath, their eyes fixed on me, waiting for me to lead them out of the darkness that had consumed our lives. "We have been oppressed, downtrodden, and stripped of our dignity for many years. Trapped in Forest, we dared not venture far, or we would be captured and sold like a commodity," My voice resonated with passion, "but we shall no longer bow our heads in submission. We shall no longer live in fear and restriction. It is time for us to reclaim our freedom, to stand tall and fight for a better future, not just for ourselves, but for the generations yet to come."

After a sigh she continues. "The other planets decided that human males weren't strong enough to actually provide aid... (Tursa licks her lips) To be honest the Shikaz, Gaimo, Vaal, Frole, Peulo, Glortinon and Kea people are still free because the Cok, Hassin, Bronkark, and Makskin people joined them. If they hadn't we would have already fallen. Physically we are too weak against our enemy," Tursa says before meeting my eyes again and I gasp as I see her tears.