My name is Nura and my life began in 1993 when I was nineteen and was getting married. My parents wanted me to get married to someone inside my cast and my type of people the middle class. But  I went outside of my type of people and married Ali and it turned out that the guy that I fell in love with was not a good guy. But I never said anything to anyone about how he was treating me. My mom and sisters weren't happy about the marriage because it was against them. They stopped meeting with me .

Then I had a beautiful daughter named Aliya and my husband didn't care about us he cared about his land and money. Then came my other beautiful daughter kiran and that's when my sister and mom started talking and I used to go see them. They provided for me and my two daughters because my husband didn't care about us he went to london and left me alone to take care of my daughter he didn't even talk to me.

  He treated me so bad but I never had the courage to talk wrong about my husband. One day my husband had broken my index finger because I had diabetes the doctors had to amputate my finger. My mom and sister asked me what happened and I told them that I was chopping something and my finger came into the chopper but I was lying.

I didn't say anything because I had two daughters and I was afraid to get a divorce and bring a bad reputation upon my family. My daughters started getting older and I started getting weaker. I got diabetes and I was on dialysis. My older daughter would take me to all my doctors and my husband didn't care about me he used to threaten me about him killing me.

One day I couldn't see because my sugar level had gone down and I couldn't feel anything I went to sleep and something went in my foot. But I know it was my husband he had lied to me about him going out for some business outside of the area. But when I was asleep he must have inserted poison with an injection into my foot. I woke up and I felt pain but didn't know why.

My daughter rushed me to the hospital and I was halfway done. My body gave up the poison was going through my body like fire. I don't know who did it was it my husband or the snake. I wanted to tell my sister everything but nothing came out my mouth. I was done with I made sure my sister promised to take care of my daughters. I can't believe I wouldn't get to see any happiness. God gave me a very small life in which I only faced difficulties I never faced happiness but everything happens for a reason.

  One wish that I had for a long time was seeing Laila my older sister who lived  America and I wanted to see her and her kids but that wish of mines never came true. Laying in this bed I only saw my sister through skype tried to say something but nothing came out. The doctors told my sisters that I was finished and I was only living because of a ventilator but know my sisters told the doctors that they wanted me to be off the ventilator as soon as they did I looked at my sisters and daughters once and then my eyes closed. But was I really dead was the real question everyone around was crying but what was the real truth.