JayI was shocked when she said, her mother was not her real motherI heard her continue"I was 7 years old when my real mother died, she was like an angel, she used to always protect me from my father and she herself used to take his blows always, I was not a good daughter " she sobbed moreshe was crying all over my shirt, and I was sad looking at my flower like this"you don't need to continue Rain," I said softlybut it seems she is not hearing me, she was somewhere else"one day, h-he w-was very drunk... and he,h-he came to beat me as I wanted to show him my drawing, I-I t-thought he'll be proud of me like all fathers were of my c-classmates but he, he g-got angry, he said that I-I s-should not have disturbed him a-and he, he came towards me with a broken p-piece of bottle of vodka, a-and then he, he came towards me a-and.... ""Enough!" I shouted I couldn't hear anymore, not, my Rain bore so much!I got up I just didn't know, how my Rain had the strength the go through with all
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