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I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

A living hell caught on film

I was horrified.
I couldn’t turn away.
This was not a movie.
I felt sick and helpless.

Who filmed the video?
To stomach such brutality.
Was it taken from a CCTV?
To film and no one intervened.

Shared on social media platforms.
A chilling video, detailed abuse.
Slapped and punched; kicked and thrown.
A child’s torture; the adult monster.

The child beaten with a stick.
Shaken like a ragged doll.
Hit again and again with the stick.
A living hell caught on film.

A four and a half-minute horror.
I couldn’t even stomach thirty seconds.
A message tagged to share this clip.
Is this the path society is taking?

I pray that justice did happen.
Behind bars with no parole.
I pray that child is now safe.
No more waking nightmares; no monsters.

By C.E. Pereira