Shamrosh, dark road

 Abdullah Al-Shaddadi

The story of Shamrosh, dark road

                              part 1 

They killed my wife and all of my sons

I do not have in this life but a memory that kills me, because of the legacy that I carried since I was young and it was a curse on me.

Forgive me, my God.

My story started since my birthday..

My father sold me to someone who sold his soul to him!!

My mother passed away when I was two years old, and I stayed with my father and we lived alone.

No one visits us from neighbors and relatives, because my father has a bad reputation and morals, and no one knocks on our door except strangers.

Days and years passed, I turned 10 years old, I used to feel that someone was following and watching me constantly.

I used to watch my father and hear his incantations, and see the candlelight he lights moving in the frightening darkness of the room.

Incense fills the house, and I wonder about the wondrous moves that my father makes

Events developed, and I heard the whispers of those watching me, and black cats accompanied me wherever I went, I knew that these cats had a relationship with my father

I was terrified by what was happening, and this fear continued until his accident happened with one of the villagers named Mansour

Mansour's father was characterized by courage, unlike other villagers who preferred to remain silent about my father's actions and the evil that he was inflicting on innocent people, and one day Abu Mansour reported my father to the police.

The police raided our house, but they did not see what condemns my father, everything was in front of their eyes, but they did not realize anything as if their eyes had been blinded

The police officer was sure that Abu Mansour did not lie to them, but the law only recognizes evidence

After the police left, my father closed his room and started to come to punish Abu Mansour, and it was only one day, Abu Mansour fell to the ground and died without any reason

My father wanted Abu Mansour to be punished, and to teach the people of the village a lesson to be afraid of him

After Abu Mansour was buried, I was surprised by Mansour’s attack on me, trying to hit me with a stone on my head, then he said to me (I will kill your father and burn your heart as my heart burned on my father)

What astonished me, that stone flew into the air and fell on Mansour, causing him to be completely paralyzed

Then I heard someone whisper, "Do not be afraid, Hassan, I am with you and I will protect you and I will not allow anyone to harm you." I turned around me, but I could find only a black dog next to me

The police opened an investigation into the accident that Mansour was paralyzed, and I was accused of the accident, but the people of the village testified that I was not at the scene of the accident, as they saw me near the village shop

The incident was recorded "against an unknown person."

The police officer did not give up and kept looking for clues that throw my father behind the bars of the prison

When my father was annoyed from the police officer, and began to feel that he was a danger to him, my father decided to remove this officer from his way.

After 3 days, the police officer shot all his colleagues for no reason, and then he became insane.

Those events, and the looks of fear that I saw in the eyes of people when I passed by them, made me feel super powerful.

I used to hear voices without people, and I got used to watching my father in his privacy, and days went by like this.

I reached the age of 23.

My father fell ill, and he was very tired.

When my father felt that he would not survive, and he would die soon, he spoke to me in a sad way and said to me (When I die, burn everything in my room, beware of reading it, then leave the house, and do not think of becoming like me).

While my father was talking, I felt hot air next to me, then my father turned to the source of the air, spoke to someone I did not see and said to him (Leave him alone, I do not want him to be like me) and it is only moments until my father passed away.

My father passed away, and I am alone in this world.

The people of the village refused to pray for my father, and they also prevented me from burying him in the village cemetery, so I dug a grave behind the house and placed him in it.

As soon as I buried my father, I heard the screaming of three neighbors in front of our house, and I understood that they wanted to harm me.

These three people broke into the house to burn it down.

Then the black dog appeared, the same dog that I had seen when Mansour was wounded, but this dog became much larger.

The neighbors were afraid of this dog and began to beg me to forgive them and let them go, then they fled without returning.

The news spread in the village very quickly, everyone became afraid of me and did not suffer any harm to me.

A week since my father passed away, nothing special has happened in my life.

But that was the calm before the storm.

These storm that will carry me with it for many years.

I was living through an internal struggle with myself.

I was living in a period of daze, recalling the incident of Mansour, and the incident of the three men who wanted to burn my house.

I was also constantly remembering what my father had commanded me before his death.

I couldn't get rid of that feeling that was occupying my heart and mind.

After the death of my father, specifically on the eighth day after death, I decided to enter his room. I unaware that I was on my way to enter the world of darkness.

I entered the room in very excited to see what inside it.

I approached the box my father had hidden his tools in it.

I opened that box and looked at the books and tools inside, then I took the first book that I had seen, and I began reading it without feeling the time how it was going, my thoughts were cut off after I heard the sound of the door knocking.

I closed the book and the box, and then I went to the door of the house to see who was knocking, and there was a man of fifty years at my door.

This man asked me, "How are you, Hassan? Are you okay?"

The man looked strange, his body radiating heat.

I answered him amazed, I am fine .. Then he asked me to enter the house.

I let him enter the house, then he asked me with a question that shocked me, and he said to me, "Did I cut out for you reading the book?" I learned at that moment that this man was not a human being.