No. I didn’t fall from a horse. I crashed in my bicycle. I was badly injured. I was bleeding and half conscious.
Did he stop to help me? I thought so. Then what happened? He came and hit me with fists and feet. He punched me and kicked me violently. Viciously.
I couldn’t defend myself because I was in pain and unable to move. I was in shock. I couldn’t understand what was happening. When you have had an accident you are expected to be helped, not to be viciously attacked.
Why this?
Why did he do that?
That wasn’t all. There were people around who witnessed the event and not only didn’t do anything to stop the attacker, but joined him.
All this happened long ago, but the injuries are still there along with the pain.
The individual who hit me cowardly is Jeffery Jung, my sister Monica’s husband. He is the kind of person who hits a fallen man.
The people who joined him in the attack were his wife Mónica, my sister along with Yolanda, my other sister and her husband Enrique.
I had been fallen for five years. In fact I had been fallen all my life.
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