TAKEN BY THE MAFIOSO

taring at both of us, I ran out in desperation screaming for help. - Help, help, help, help, my mother's in distress! - I shouted for all the neighbors to hear, but in vain knocking on al

again patiently took my hand and looked into my eyes. - What do you mean? - He interrupted me at that moment, nodding. - Your mother has just passed away my dear! - I looked at him, something surged inside me, pain and regret surged when I heard the news, tears welled up in my eyes, falling

using to give me the answers that were important to me. But seeing her lifeless, was too painful, she was all I had in life, my mother, she was always the one who would pick me up at the police

as an uncle, and for someone who longs for the return of his father to pick him up, a stepfather was not enough, I need to know about my father, who is he? What is his name? What does he like to do? If I am like him, because I am very different in everything from my mother, from physical appearance, to person

ce heavy at that man who was always there, with yellowish skin, green eyes, light hair, a little chubby, I loved my mother, but the secret around my father tortures me, every memory I try hard to remember, they flee from me, I was forgetting everything

while, just updating my playlist to listen to my biology and English classes, since at least this one I passed, after my mom left, I left the parties and the mess aside, my eighteenth

iot's face any time soon. - I walked arm in arm with my friend, going towards the classroom, in fact, forgetting Paulo, my first passion in life was not easy, but after spreading to everyone at school that he was m

I looked at the only one who answered, it was Cristina, I sighed in resignation. But before I could say any

me and he knows it, but I don't have to forgive him, he tried to grab my chin, I stepped back. - How long do you think I should play this game?

ryone has always known that I can't control my words, what did he want? Soon I felt the tug on the sleeve of my blouse, I looked at Paola beside me, disguisedly looking forward to tucking a blond lock of hair behind her ear. - Oh no!

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ng? - I shook my head sitting on the couch, it was the first time I had ever seen my uncle so agitated, pacing back and forth while he kept talki

from my mother there had been some, we were always in conflict, but this was the first time he hit me. I put my hand on the side of my face feeling the tears fall. - What did you do? - He confirmed, giving me the utmost certa

my other side. - As he got closer I noticed his red eyes, in the thirteen years I have known him I have never seen him so upset. - What will happen to me uncle? I'm going to fail, I need to study? Is this how yo

street knowing your reputation as a bad daughter, seeing the headaches you gave your mother, will help you get away from me, what will you say? That I beat yo

gainst the sofa. - Sit here! - At the first opportunity I ran into the bedroom. I closed the bedroom door quickly, before seeing him go up th