[Hugh Manatee]

It's all over.......

The Last day in my campaign. Which ended in a fiasco from my side.

The day my cousin was executed. I had found out for about 2 hours ago, through my second, younger cousin's call. My aunt had recieved her boy within a black pLastic bag and Basidjis demanded money for the purchase of the rope and the bag. They also forced her to sign a paper.

After I heard this, my spine was all frozen. My body lost it's temperature. First the feel of hopelessness, then a feel of a rage from hell rised as I was close to break that phone apart while just grabbing it. I felt worthless. I felt so devastated, that I wasn't there to protect him. That I was in a far away land being hopeless. I felt like garbage. Despite everything that I did in my power, it was all in vain.

After I had slammed down the phone to hear no more out of this tragedy, I immidietly grabbed a vase and smashed it against the wall. My closest relative, so close he nearly was my brother had been executed, and I felt such an urge for revenge. Even my girlfriend wasn't able to soothe me. I felt such sadness.

Today, I am a sad man. I had endured a war which left eternal scars on me, lost so many of my friends and family, fled my own land, now this happened to me. My dearest, and sweetest friend has died because of this horrid regime! This horrid regime that exposed him in public, the Last moments before his execution.

I cannot imagine the sadness my aunt and her family feels right now. My condolences goes out to her and her family.

Forever in the bottom of my heart, Omid Askari 1983 - 2003 R.I.P