Until the rain burns [ENGLISH VERSION]

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August 1985

My mother had suddenly died of a cardiac arrest while sleeping two days ago, so I had to move with my "wonderful and dear" father, and I put it in quotation marks because of a small sexual and physical abuse of me. And what are you going for? You will be wondering. Well, the fact is that Aberdeen had no one, or rather, in Aberdeen or anywhere. The only "family" I had was that sperm and egg bag that was supposed to be my father. He had no choice, it was that or sleeping in the street, and the judge and lawyers who always took our case ensure that the time spent in prison and the intensive therapies he received were very useful and now he is someone else.

Once I fired my mother in conditions without stopping crying, I packed my bags and left. I was sure that I would miss her very much, but I knew she would take care of me from above.

When I arrived at the house of that beast, he opened the door with my arms raised and I did not even recognize him. She wore a white Queen T-shirt with several patches of sweat, blood and alcohol, and dark blue sweatpants that revealed a large part of her beer belly.

Where does everyone say that he has changed? He still gives the same disgust as always.

- Hello Aisha! He came over to hug me.

- Do not even touch me.

- Wow, you're a total woman. -his dirty gaze ran from head to toe- You look a lot like your mother's fox.

- Do not mention her son of a bitch. Listen to me, I'm going to stay in this dump you have for home, but not for long, only until I find how to keep myself. I do not want to see you, I do not want you to see me, leave me alone.

I headed for the stairs and the smell of sweat in the house terribly sickened me.

- I can think of a job where you would succeed. After all, when you were a little girl you had a good pussy, so now I can imagine.

After saying that a violent smile was drawn on his face closing the door behind him with a key. He started to walk towards me.

- Go back or I'm calling the police. -I said.

- With what? There is no telephone line here and you are far from the small world. He said as he followed me up the stairs.

- Get away from me! I exclaimed as his left hand landed on my hip.

He did not have time to hold me firmly, for I pushed him and fell backwards striking the nape with the different steps. I saw that it was my chance and I broke one of the windows of the room to be able to leave while I heard him scream in pain.

- I hope you die. -I whispered with tears in my eyes before leaving.

I did not know where to go, I had no one to turn to. No one except a person. The mother of the light-eyed boy who sat on a corner in class and would not stop drawing.

- Kurt's mother... -I whispered in an almost inaudible tone.