thirty-five

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"that's when i started hating her, didn't care for her and lastly, i made her into my servant. i was not that hard at first. i let her eat, drink and rest...i'm always away to not remember things and forget those painful memories."

"every time, i command her something, i saw her body went thin and pale. she also have many bruises...but i didn't care because maybe it's her fault, when it's actually me. i always suspect her going in the comfort room or in the bathroom but i didn't care."

"and that day, i had a dream. a dream that made me angry and that day, i told her not to eat, drink and rest. days left, i saw her body became very thin and her lips paler than before. i became the worse mom."

she opened her eyes.

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