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'What's wrong? Don't you like it?'

'I....'

'If you don't like fish then I can make something else.'

'No no....I.... like it.'

I was feeling nauseous after seeing the dish. It's not like that I don't eat fish....with Hiya I eat everything he offers or cook for me...even fish. I don't feel anything.....

But today..... maybe after thinking about my past.....I am a bit sensitive.

'Tay.....' I suppressed my emotions and put a piece in my spoon. He cooked it for me with great care and I am going to eat it.

'Mn?' He was pouring water for me.

'Thanks....I really enjoyed today's activities..... especially swimming...' I was trying to think about happy thoughts.

'Ah....me too....do you want to do it again tomorrow?' He gave me a dazzling smile.

'Sure.' His smile gave me strength to taste the dish which he made only for me.

'Oho. I forgot to bring the other items. You eat I will be right back.' He hurriedly left the dining table.

The moment he was out of my sight, I felt an utter despair......my surroundings became rather dark and my ears started to ring......I looked at my plate and there was only rice and fish......

But this isn't the dish I was eating right now.....this is....from the past ...only rice and fish...

I clenched my fist to control my urge to throw it away.....

'What are you doing? Eat quickly. I don't have the whole night to cater for you.'

'I don't want to..... give me something else.' I always nagged to change my food but that day I was feverish and really cranky....I knew that nothing was going to change but I still wanted to rebel.

'There's nothing else.'

'You are lying.'

'Get up.'

'No.'

'Throw him in the dark room with his food.'

'No!'

'Don't let him come out until he finishes the whole plate.'

'No! I won't go there!' I was 13 years already and ready to fight.

'You knew what would happen if you refuse to eat....still you did this....now get ready to accept the punishment..'

'I won't eat and I won't go to the dark room.....' I pushed the dish away.

A tight slap fell on my cheek and I was grabbed by my collor and hoisted up.

'Let me go! I won't eat it even if I starve to death!'

'You can't die. You need to be healthy....and for that you need to eat proper food. We are just following the doctor's order. you are eating this for so many years now, then why are you throwing a fit now?! You ungrateful basterd!'

'No!' I hated it when they talked like that.

But in the end they threw me in a dark room with that plate of rice and fish.

'Let me out!'

'Finish it first.'

My longest stay in that room was three days in a row......I didn't cave but the doctor came and pushed an injection.....for the next few days....I became paralyzed from head to toe....and they fed me..... through a tube ... It was so painful...

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