I was only six back then. I was hiding under my mothers bed, my dad had told to hide until he was back. I could hear my moms screams from the kitchen, but I was too scared to move.
Tears roll down my cheeks everyday of every month for the last two years. I don't only deal with social problems but also private ones. Getting abused and being bullied is normal for me. It's part of my routine. But dark secrets begin to show up.Then, a huge secret that her family has been keeping for years is finally...