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She had to look away. The sole of my foot was crusted with dried brown blood, and both feet were covered in scabs of different sizes. A bolt of pain went through Mama. All the strength went out of her legs. She pushed past the people around her and dropped down next to me, holding me, low broken sounds coming out of her. "Daisy. Be good. You're a good girl. Don't lie there. Mommy will take you somewhere fun." A man in uniform held her back, gently. His voice was professional, but not unkind.

"It was me… It really was me… I killed my mom! Why… Why is God punishing me like this? Why wasn't it me who died?" Losing all grip on reality, Elaine began slamming her forehead violently against the hard floor. "Mom… I'm so sorry! I'm a monster! I'm an absolute animal!"

I looked up in shock and met my mother's cold, indifferent face. But all I saw in her eyes was eighteen years' worth of disgust. I clenched the hem of my shirt, my voice trembling. "Mom… didn't you say that once I'd donated blood eighteen times… I'd finally be your clean child? So why are you still throwing me away?" That one sentence seemed to ignite something in her. "Clean? What right do you have to be clean?!" She lunged at me, her fingernail digging into my forehead like a dagger.

"I just wanted Ms. Sulvan to be part of our family! "Ms. Sulvan is so nice, not like Mom, who wears those old pajamas every day with messy hair and doesn't look good at all! All my classmates laugh at me and say my mom looks like a maid!"

“Jonathan, I was wrong. I really know that now. Could you forgive me this time? “My mother’s old. She can’t handle any more stress. Besides, I already lost my job. If this keeps going, my family and I will be done for. “Could you speak up for me and my mother online? Jonathan, I’m begging you.” I was indifferent. “What does this have to do with me? You and your mother caused this trouble.” Amelia was upset with my indifferent treatment toward her. She stepped closer and anxiously said, “Jonathan, how could you say that? We’re supposed to spend our lives together.”

You have to be strong for your mum," she muttered amidst tears. "Okay . Aunt.." he replied and wiped away the tears from his eyes. They both composed themselves well and went into the house. Lian met his mother in the living room having a glass of juice. "Mum...?" he called with a distressful look "Son...., what's wrong." she queried anxiously as she stood from her seat to meet her son. "Mum..., we lost Clifford." "What?!" she exclaimed, stunned. *********** KATE'S HOUSE It's 8 pm now,

"Doctor, can my back ever be straight again? Mom says I was born with a worthless spine, that I can only be Callie's doormat. "If I don't be a doormat, Dad will lock me in the basement and won't give me any food." The words of a child, spoken without malice, cut the deepest. Dr. Hodge's face turned ashen. "Outrageous! Screw being a doormat! This is a crime!" Just then, the emergency room door burst open. Dad and Mom rushed in, and the moment Mom saw me, she lunged forward in a bid to cover my mouth.

I retorted, "Your mom's health started failing quite a while back. I told you about it several times before, but you were just too busy taking care of the 'terminally-ill' Phillip to heed my words. That's why you were unaware of her situation for so long! "That day, I called you when the doctors were performing emergency treatment on her. However, you only picked up after multiple calls, and even then, you barely spoke to me before running off to soak in the hot springs with Phillip! Have you forgotten about that?"

"Mom! I'm here! Please help me! I can't breathe! "Mom! Aren't you a good swimmer? How can you just stand there and watch me die? I'm carrying your grandchild, for crying out loud! I regret jumping in. I'm so scared. Mom, please save me!" Sarah's desperate cries pierced the hearts of everyone around her. Her struggle was agonizing to watch. A crowd began to gather. Ignorant of the truth, they pointed at me, and their voices rose with outrage.

My vision started to blur, and black dots began to encroach on my vision, as I clenched around his fingers. “Don’t cum yet, baby girl”, he ordered. “Hold it back.” “I don’t know if I can”, I whispered, but he heard me. “You can do it”, he encouraged. “Be a good girl and hold on for me.” “I’ll try”, I announced. “Good girl”, he repeated. He started plunging into me with his fingers more aggressively, the thumping and squelching sound of each impact becoming louder. I was barely holding on. Every cell in me yearned for release, and I could feel the clenching start again.