Chapter 17: Walking Away

In my right ear, a long beeping sound is heard that is annoying, but, I dare not move even a little let alone touch my affected part. Because the woman who gave me life, has left me without the possibility of moving.

My mother, she is not one of the women who uses violence to teach a lesson. My family usually talks things out or at worst threatens, but, it doesn't hit. The times my mother hit me it was as a joke.

That is, to walk close to her and spank me or to hit me on the arm because she is laughing too much, or to hit me on the side of my body, with her elbow so that I react because they are talking to me and I am lost in my thoughts.

There are many ways where physical contact was present, but none compares to this. I was not the perfect child, but, having grown up in a house with a forest and having a nanny as my shadow, there was no reason to be beaten.

But, since recently, my mother has used the blows to make me notice that she does not agree with