Nightmare

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DARA'S POV


"Just die!"


I was thrown hard to the wall, that it's hard for me to stand.


"Mom please don't do this to me.."


I'm crying helplessly.



My mom is holding a knife. Little by little she's coming toward my direction



"Why do you need to ruin everything!"



"Mom..."


I'm too afraid, but all I can do is to look at my mother.



Mom reaches my direction, and hold my face tightly as if she wants to cut off my head.


"Mom please... Stop this..."


Mom looks directly to my eyes. She looks like she's possessed as she looks at me.


"Tell me Dara, do you love mom?"


"Mom... Please it hurts..." 


All I can do is just to cry.


"Tell me Dara, my baby.." she caressed my face using the back of the knife she is holding.


"Mom... I'm begging you please stop this.."


I cried and plead helplessly.


"YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH! I'M ASKING YOU IF YOU LOVE YOUR MOM!"


She pointed the tip of the knife on my neck... 


"I.." 


I can't continue what I will say, I'm afraid... I fear my mother


"I? yes baby? What do you want to say? Mom is waiting."


My mother looks at me and then looks at the knife she was holding.


"I... I... I love you mom..."


My mother smiled weakly and then hugged me.. I cried silently...


I thought everything is alright. 


"Since you love me baby. Can you do me a favor?"

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