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Haunting Past

I jerked open my eyes due to the familiarity of the person's voice. It was her, in her usual long blank panel skirt matched with a red laced blowse staring at me like I made a grave sin and the heavens would curse me for it. I could sense what was coming up next and kneeled on my left leg and started to pick up the scattered pieces of the glassware I was suppose to carry to the sink. She rushed to me stomping her feet on the marbled floor and stood to my right. She pressed her foot on my right arm that was gathering the glass pieces. The glass piece that I was about to pick up poked my arm and it started bleeding. The piece was stuck to my palm. She took away her leg and I was shocked to see my blood ooze out.

'Is this how you behave, you filthy little trash' she said while pinching the helix (upper part) of my ear with force and pulling me up to my feet. My 7 year old self did noting to defend me but started sobbing. I followed holding my right palm close to my body and utte

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