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ACID ATTACKS ON WOMEN & GIRLS -
A LIVING DEATH OF PAIN & SUFFERING
Victims
of acid attacks - Bangladesh
(c)
Ulrik Jantzen | image 9 of 21
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ACID ATTACK SURVIVOR - POEM
I was a joyful little girl in
Bangladesh,
Playing, good in school, happy with
family.
When in my late teens, a man wanted
me to wed.
My family was interested; I was not.
I continued to resist. He was angry.
He said if he could not have me, no
one would
One night, when I was sleeping, he
entered the window.
I jumped up when I heard the noise.
Then, the horror began...
He sprayed acid in my face, and I
screamed in terror.
The pain was excruciating. It was a
living death.
My parents rushed me to the
hospital.
I stayed for many days, fighting for
my life, my sight.
When they gave me a mirror, I was
horrified, in shock.
The girl I used to be had become a
disfigured monster.
The pain and surgeries continued.
My tears only increased the
suffering.
No one wanted to look at me. I hid.
I felt my life was over, my spirit
destroyed.
My attacker goes free. I tried to
testify. I gave up.
Many others like him, use acid in
revenge, anger.
Then, a Foundation gave me hope. I
met other victims.
I was trained for work. I slowly
moved forward.
Though I am grotesque, so ugly and
disfigured.
I have an inner beauty that I hope
can show.
I am a survivor of an acid attack.
A nightmare that changed my life
forever.
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