Injustice Novels & Stories

I hope that they are free of this guilt, for I do believe that ill instruments between them and me has been the chief cause of all this bloodshed; so that by way of speaking, as I find myself clear of this, I hope and pray God that they may too; yet for all this, God forbid that I should be so ill a Christian as not to say that Gods Judgments are just upon me. Many times He does pay justice by an unjust sentence, that is ordinary. I will only say this, that an unjust sentence that I suffered to take effect, is punished now by an unjust sentence upon me. That is, so far as I have said, to show you that I am an innocent man.

And now, as Damon took a closer look at the five dead men, each man had letters branded on his forehead, R, I, MA, T, and UM. "Rape, Incest, Mate Abuse, Treachery, and Undeserved Murder." Holy shit. Damon was suddenly happy to be alive and unmarked; Karistus was BADASS. Of the thirteen wolves that had accompanied him on his run, five wolves were now dead, seven remained unconscious, but living and one had ascended to something different entirely. "Where is she heading now?" Knox looked off into the distance, noticing the weather changing as judgment roamed the earth once more.

I know we didn't end it like we're supposed to And now we get a bit tense I wonder if my mind just leaves out all the bad parts I know we didn't make sense I admit it that I think about it sometimes Even though I know it's not so distant Oh, no, I still wanna reminisce it Source: LyricFind Morphing Iniquity: Is not about being indifferent. It just means you're willing to tackle all of your unpleasant emotions. Don't say fuck it, rather say "hey! Where is all this coming from?. To not give a fuck is a way of suppressing one's ability to cope. You must first care about something more important than purpose. And to do so, you have to explore your inner urge to be your best self. A combination o

He had been our sole provider, and his loss had devastated us. Until now, his death had never received justice. That is how slow justice moves in this country. If you have no money to place before the courts, you are ignored. Cases drag on, not just for years, but for decades. Until they are eventually closed. No solid evidence. No witnesses. And if there ever were any, perhaps they were paid off and silenced. That is what it means to live in poverty. Not only struggling to afford daily meals but even having to pay for justice.

Even though I want to leave everything in the past, I couldn't since that tormented memories is chasing me everyday. My bad experiences serves as my motivation to continue pursuing my dreams. Not getting the justice I deserve pushed me to become a lawyer. The journey is not easy. There are lots of struggles and challenges along the way. Such as financial problem, hard subjects, stressful readings, family problem, and many more. But I gave my more than a hundred percent to be on this position.

I rubbed her back and watched her cry it all out. "When I saw her being hit by the car I feel happy because at last she will be gone in our lives but after I saw the pool of blood around her I was terrified. I was terrified of myself. I became afraid of what I am becoming because of loving you much so I locked myself in my room. Every minute that I am inside was torture . My guilt and conscience was eating me. When I heard the news that she is okay I was thankful and be able to leave my room. I couldn't bring back the time to change what happened but I hope some day I can compensate for it", Lexa said wiping her tears. "I just wish it's not to late for me to make things right to Gracelyn. "

Aiyelero after finalizing their divorce, when I had unsuccessfully conviced to sue for assault 'some things you must always be unable to bear. Some things you must never stop refusing to bear. Injustice and outrage and dishonor and shame. No matter how young you are or how old. you have got Pain and tragedy and injustice happen – they happen to us all. I’d like to believe it’s what you choose to do after such an experience that matters the most. Believe and trust in me to get you the justice you deserve, I will get you the justice you deserve without having to pay a dime.' I had said to her, without uttering another word stood u

Justice might have a weak immune system that caused him to fall sick at the drop of a hat, but that didn’t mean I hadn’t seen him in action. Brief as it was, he’d held his own against Desmond. All I needed was to land one solid punch. Just one. It had to count, and it had to deliver results. Good news. But, as they say—the best laid plans of mice and men often go awry. And Justice and I never did get to find out who would’ve won that fight… because something much, much worse happened the very next day. Something so devastating, it stole the breath from our lungs and left us utterly helpless and hopeless. It shattered our sense of balance, sending our world spinning and hurling us into a dark

Alexis. As I knead the dough for the meat pies, my mind drifts back to a place I swore I'd never return to. Oklahoma. That bloody stinky house where it happened. And where justice failed us. I press my fingers into the dough, harder than necessary. Those maggots walked free. It didn't matter that we reported it or that we had proof. The system found a way to let them go. "Insufficient evidence," they said. "No physical resistance," they added "Not enough to prove lack of consent." They concluded.

“You don’t know us. You can just walked away.” Liam paused, considering his answer. He had thought about walking away earlier, but the truth was, he just couldn’t. He couldn’t stand there and do nothing. Now, he felt compelled to help, even if it meant getting himself into trouble. “I just couldn’t stand by and do nothing,” he said simply. “It didn’t feel right.” The truth was, he could never ignore injustice when he saw it. And the fact that he had even considered leaving made him feel guilty, even though he hadn’t actually left.