"From the story"
"taking deep breaths. as i walk towards the door.carrying my school jacket. wearing it to cover my body.
"maybe if breeze didn't blow there the pain might reduce.
"looking at the door as my dad entered,probably just coming back from work.
"the pain in my chest still hurts and it feels like there's fire there.
"facing the other side. still trying to take deep breaths to stop my shaking and avoid making any noise.
"what's going on here? "he asked as soon as he saw me shaking.
"make your dad one more while you are at it.
"quickly turning around to do as she said so I won't get into another trouble.
"ana what's....
"dress properly can't....he said holding my hand. stopping me from moving. trying to help me adjust my jacket.
"allowing the sweets to fall out.making him stop looking. down and mom standing up from the sofa. smiling devilishly at me.
"time for a check up."
"screaming. falling to the floor, covering my ears with my hands. I kept shaking, rolling and shaking my head side to side.making noise.
"but even as am shaking they still don't care.
"no remorse at all.
"and the worst thing is I can't even "TALK"
"a story about twins being mistreated and abused. follow them to learn about their story.
"warning. mature and triggering story. read at your risk."
"but please, feel free to read, vote, comment, and follow.
"and may you be blessed.
"AMEN"