Chapter 8

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The police station was kind of empty. There were only a few people in the front. I walked over to one of the woman. Her face was narrow and she had her black hair in a tight bun.

I didn't know what words to say.

It was too hard to think of how to say it.

"Can i help you? " one lady asked me.

I only nodded.

"Well, what do you need?" She said politely.

"It's about my mom."

"What happened to your mom?"

"It didn't happen to her. She did something."

"What did she do?"

"She threatened me." I said quikly.

"She threatened you? How did she do that, what did she say?"

"She said she'd said she'd smash my head in if i didn't stop screaming."

"Oh, why we're screaming?"

"i don't like talking about it."

"Are you sure, we need to know what the reasons are for the threat."

"You'll think I'm crazy."

"No i wont, just tell me."

"I - I I hear voices. They make fun of me, they hurt me, they take control of me. Please don't think I'm crazy."

She looked at me like i was insane, that was enough, she lied to me.

You know you're stupid, your own mother hates you. Even this person thinks your mental.

I screamed as loud as I could.

"SHUT UP! I HATE YOU!"

The woman rushed over to me and brought me to a room. I started slapping her to let me go.

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