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alphafemale_
2018-10-19 17:49:06
Tradition.
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When I was a kid, I would wake up at 4am, Hearing the sounds of my parents fighting. It was an every night thing of their's. Much like a tradition. And having this tradition was something I hated. even my little innocent mind understood the reason why. The little me knew this fight was the one that could break our family apart. But, I remained cocooned in the blanket to block out the sound of my mom hitting the wall and crying out in pain. I wanted to get up hug her tight. But, I was too scared. Too scared. I held on my sobs. But I couldn't stop the fat tears rolling down my cheeks. My little heart was beating fast, so loud that I could hear it along with my mom's cries. Till this day, I never asked them about their 'tradition' and since then, I blame myself for not standing up and not stopping my dad from leaving me.
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