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I ran away from home when I was fifteen.
I admit that I mixed around with the wrong company since primary school.
My mum was a very strict woman.
Whenever I did something that she didn't like, she would whack me with a cane or belt.
Sometimes, she would turn on the stove and force my head towards it.
She would also threaten me with a chopper.
No matter how many times she abused me and no matter what methods she used, I still got down on my knees and apologized even though it usually wasn’t my fault.
However, I was never sincere.
Deep in my heart, I planned ways to silence her.
I was an angry child.
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Short StoryWe people learn from our experience. Many can relate about this. Feel free to read it.^_^