“Mom let go of me!” আপনি scream. She had a death grip on your wrist and wasn’t about to let go.
“Do আপনি ever listen to me? No, you’re always out with those hoods, being a little whore to them.” Your mom yells in your face.
“Mom, I’m not-” আপনি start.
“Oh don’t আপনি lie to me.” And she slaps আপনি across the face.
“Mom, stop,” আপনি cry.
“You’re going to end up to be nothing. Nothing. Just a দুশ্চরিত্রা on the রাস্তা with a baby.” She says, giving আপনি a kick to the side.
“Mom, don’t hurt him!” আপনি scream. She could hurt আপনি all she wanted, but she wasn’t going to...
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