Celeste Then she started kicking me. My stomach, my ribs, and my back. I curled up, trying to protect myself, sobbing uncontrollably. “I’ll do better tomorrow, I promise!” I cried. The pain was unbearable. If she didn’t stop, she might kill me. “I promise you, Mother! Please!” She finally stopped and bent down. She pushed my hair away from my face and whispered coldly, “You better try harder tomorrow. Or else I’ll make you suffer even more.” With that, she left my room, slamming the door behind her. I lay there on the floor, crying silently. Everything hurt. My face. My body. My heart. I wished I could run away, but I couldn’t. She was watching me, observing all my moves. The next morning came too quickly. I hadn’t slept at all. The pain kept me awake all night. Every movement hurt. I forced myself to get up and walk to the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror, my heart sank. My face was red and swollen, with bruises covering my arms and body. My scalp throbbed from where sh
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