"You're the reason of your Mother's death!" My father says to me while hitting me with the iron of his belt.
"I'm sorry!" I shouted as I felt the iron hit my back. "Oww!!"
My father came home, drunk. And he found me inside my room, painting my mom.
"You are no good for me, you stupid kid! Get out of here and never ever come back!" My drunk father shouted as he points outside.
I don't want to be hit again. I will run from my past. Away from my troubles, pain and fear.
I ran out of the mansion then went to the streets crying and holding my bruised left arm, and holding my necklace, that my great grandfather gave me 2 years ago before he died.
This is fine...not being hurt and bruised again...right? I should rather die on the streets... No one cares for me. No, there's no such thing as a word like LOVE. It will never exist.
No one will love a person like me.
That's all I remembered then fainted on the sides of the unknown street.
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