Between man and Wolf
My mother is terrible at cooking, without me, she would eat instant noodles for the day, which is awful for her health.
Who will lie next to her and hug her at night.I am not ready for death, I am not yet, and I am not.In the dark space with no one but me, my voice screaming helplessly, the tears running down my face made me panic even more, I was really dead.I hugged myself, asking for nothing but still sobbing.
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