Walking, step by step, the stairs to my final end. A big room, no window, just a wooden classical gallows, built for executing. A piece of rope done for one purpose... to kill. My naked feet feel the warm from the wood of each stair step as one of the prison guard holds my right arm, squeezing it as he makes me go up the gallows.

Once we arrive from all the steps, there it is, the noose. And there he was... dressed in all black, with a dark hood, standing beside the lever. My hands wanted to hug him and say I love you no matter what.. but the cuffs hold them tightly back

-Move bitch!- says the guard as he pushes me a bit, making me walk until I reach the trap door. Standing there I can feel my lover, my executioner, standing behind me... putting my hair to the side, so my neck is free for the rope. My legs start to shake, my boobs giggle. I�m naked, exposed to all the guards and my executioner. I feel the rope around my neck, I feel my heart beating crazy as there is no mercy for me, no mercy for my life, there is nothing for me, just death. He goes around and then stands in front of me and checks me... -You look beautiful- he says... I smile, but nervous and through his hood I can see his eyes... his beautiful eyes...........................

6 days earlier.

-I saw her.. she killed Lady Avoca, she poisoned her!- one screamed in the back -Kill the bitch!!!!- screamed another one -HANG HER!- screamed a woman on the corner of the room...

-Silence!- screamed the judge- You said you saw how Miss Miranda poisoned Lady Avoca?- the judge asked a man.

-Yes my lord, I saw it, she served the drink and then Lady Avoca died, my Lord- the man said -That's nonsense! I never killed her! I�m just a waitress in that pub, why would I kill her? I didn't eve....- I said angry, afraid of the situation. I was being accused for a murder I didn't do.

-Silence, you may speak when allowed- the Judge said - Continue please- the judge said to the man -Yes my Lord, she hated Lady Avoca, she was a great Mistress, she did so much for our town, now that she is dead we will suffer- the man said -She is a witch!- a man screamed.. A witch? me, just a normal town-girl trying to survive. The situation was poor for me, there was no one there supporting me, not a single friend. I felt betrayed.

TOC TOC TOC the judge hit the table with his wooden hammer. -I bet we all knew Lady Avoca and her good work in our town. To many have said today they saw Miss Miranda poisoning Lady Avoca. As law demands, murder is payed with execution by the noose, short drop. You will also be sentenced for 6 days of intense torture for killing and witchcraft- the judge said. -No! Stop I didn�t kill her- I said terrified, afraid, not understanding the situation. -Take that filth away- the judge said. As guards grabbed me from behind -NO! Stop! Please... I�m not guilty!- I screamed, but no one listened, I was being taken by force out of the court room while people screamed and spitted on me.

I felt so humiliated after feeling all that. I was taken downstairs. Doors were open, and I was led inside long corridors... the screams of the angry people slowly fade away the more inside I was of this building. Stairs down and down till I reached a room were a big fat ugly woman was sitting there on a chair looking at me.

-Miranda, you have been sentenced to 6 days of torture and ending your life on the noose, short drop, please remove your clothes- the woman said. I was slowly starting to shake in fear, while the guards looked at my young body. -You do it yourself or we take it off you with beatings you choose- she said. Beatings? No please no... I started to remove quickly boots, my long dress dropping to the floor. My bra and panties fall down as well, as I cover shyly my breasts with one arm and my intimate parts with my other hand.

-Miranda, 22 years old, brunette, curly hair, 5.2 ft, 113 lb, B cup, I made my notes, take this bitch away- the woman said. Then I was grabbed by the guards and taken away. All naked walking through cell doors, many other women were there, some crazy screaming until reaching my cell block. One guard opened it and the other pushed me inside once the door was opened -Welcome bitch- the guard said and closed the door... I was standing there and hearing the cries and begging of so many other women, as I sat down and awaited my sentence near to come.