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I- Mother
(REVISED VERSION)
April 27, 2016
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I-MOTHER
The familiar, stinging pain exploded on my left cheek, causing me to fall on my side. I closed my eyes and bit my lip hard enough. I warily sit up and walked towards her. I tightly hugged her legs, hoping that she will give me some mercy.
But that hope instantly fade away when she kicked me on my torso. I grunted in pain. My face met the cold hard wooden floor when she once again kicks me on my back.
"You selfish whὁre! I never raised you to be a slὔt! You're a disgrace!" She shouted and I felt her heels digging on my stomach. I am sure it will bruise but I wouldn't mind. I am used to it.
I keep my mouth shut. The only wise thing for me to do is not to say a word or made a sound. I know how much she hated it. Then I felt another kick against my back. She wants me to suffer and watched me with glee in her dark gloomy eyes.
"You're very ungrateful! You should just die! You useless shἱt!"I should just die. Since I was young, I've been told those words until now. I wish I could just die, but I can't leave my mother. She might not want to admit it, nut I know she's vulnerable as me. I'm the only family she has.
Family. I smiled mentally at that word. Once upon a time, I was once a girl with her loving parents and a caring sister. Yet, there's no happy ending. I was left here, in a cruel reality, where I can't wake up from.
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