"Are you going to wash that all your life?" My stepmother looked into the laundry room and yelled, making me shake in fear."I'll be done with this soon, Ma," I replied, but as expected, she ran closer and grabbed my ear."How many times will I correct you? Don't you ever talk back at me again!" She yelled wickedly and continued pulling and twisting my ear while I struggled to maintain my balance."Is she still on that cloth?" My stepsister immediately came into the room and joined in punishing me. She grabbed my hair and pulled it hard, almost separating my scalp from my head."I apologize, ma," I said in pain and agony. I just want them to let me go. I want them to leave me in peace. All they ever do is hurt me. They hurt me every day without feeling remorse."Yeah, be fast, you weak weirdo," my step-sister, Genesis chuckled. She is obviously enjoying my pain. I am certain that torturing me is what they love doing best. It's their hobby, and if they don't bully me, they'll become v
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