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ice are clueless. What's even more mysterious is that all the victims died in the

s really frustrating to see the true victims being overlooked. I'm so tired of living in this kind of life, where the rich can get away with anything while the poor suffer for things they didn't e

ms of domestic violence for as long as I can remember. It was so bad that I would go to school with swollen eyes and broken legs. The teachers and principal turned a blind eye, and even my mom would try to cover up the abuse with makeup, thinking my dad would change. But everything change

t and nice teacher. She always tried to get me to tal

by my dad. I got so scared that I ran to my teacher's house. I knew

to my house. Surprisingly, my dad wasn't there, but that wasn't the problem. I was so scared when I saw my mom lying on

rateful to that man. He not only drove us to the hospital in his car, but he also helped with the bill. Later, we found out that my mom was okay, but she had a serio

in crying, saying he heard what happened to his wife. But I knew him better than anyone else. I knew he was pretending, but I didn't say anything. I was boil

as told to get a lawyer because they were going to settle the matter in court. Eventually, my dad was thrown out of the hospital. Right after that, my mom woke up looking confused and worried about her surround

ly agreed. I'm not exactly sure how the lawyer did it, but he managed to gather all the evidence needed for the case. During the first trial, it became clear that my dad knew he couldn't win, so he tried to manipulate my mom into dropping the case. I

got so angry that he even tried to attack his lawyer, but the police intervened

art attending school like a normal student, without any injuries. It felt like heaven during those times, and I guess that was the only time I was truly happy in my childhood. But then something unexpected happened. My mom received a call from the prison, a

ad is so greedy, he ended up snitching on the whole crew to the police! Can you believe it? They all got locked up, and my dad was left with all the cash, but he blew it on partying and stuff. So, in the end, th

formed our last rites for him, even though he never hon

. We were happy with our simple life. But then things started going bad at my mom's work. Male customers found out about my dad's death and tried to manipulate my mom into being with them. They said she needed a man

ome and accuse my mom of things. It left a stain on our life, even though my mom t

tly insult both me and my mom, imitating what they heard from their parents. The teachers pretended to warn them, but I could feel that they were laughing about it. I even got into a fight with a kid ov