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Their eyes were cold and dark, their expressions the same

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Their eyes were cold and dark, their expressions the same. I never once saw one of them look away from my mother, I felt as though we were all constantly being observed under a microscope.

I tried again and again to express my concern to my mother, but she hurriedly brushed me off, never letting the false smile on her face go for a moment.

Her reaction was enough to tell me everything. We were not to cause problems under any circumstance. After talking to my mother, their eyes began to drill into me even more.

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