Anthology of wounds - Arct

Anthology of WoundsOne of them, Mihallaq Ziçishti, shouted like a crazedman:- You are the enemy of the people. We have to getyou.Two hard slaps on the face and a kick on my abdomenmade me fell down. I hurt a lot, but I couldn’t beweak before them. I put my head up and said:-I have done nothing. My only mistake is that I lovemy country!A sudden punch knocked me down of the floor again.My mouth was bleeding and the front two teeth werebroken. I couldn’t get up again. It was almost impossible.I looked up and prayed: “Please God, look andtake revenge for me.”It was the first day of my arrest …*Translator’s Note: State Security, locally as known Sigurimi, wasAlbania’s feared secret service under the communist dictatorship.25