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Chapter 1- The alcoholic mother. They way she is.

Boom! Boom! at that moment I knew it was my mother, Lily. I can tell she’s leaning on the door lazily and banging on the same time. When she knocked continuously, my heart beat like a beeper because I know she’s drunk from drinking at her friend’s house for some hours now. I was thinking to myself that if I do open the door now she will abuse me for no apparent reason and if I don’t open the door sooner she will beat me harder. So in this kind if situation I have no choice except to open the door now. I told myself “take the less harder beatâ€? and no really because common sense, if you were me at this very moment you will take the less harder beat also.
to be continue…

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