Homeless

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I wake up late. If I don't finish the dishes on time, I won't have breakfast this morning. Since I didn't eat anything last night, now I have to tryHow can I put something in my stomach? Mom was chasing avf and yelled at my two brothers. Hearing my mother's thumping footsteps in the kitchen hallway, I hurriedly dipped my hands into the sink, but I couldn't make it in time. Momsaw my hands outside the basin of water.BOOM! My mother slapped me so hard in the face that I fell to the floor. I knew I'd better stand there and take the fight. I learned bitterly that my mother viewed my falling, bleeding, or crying as an act of defiance; and does that mean I'll get more beatings or badrather than starving. I jumped up and avoided her gaze, while she continued to yell words that had become all too familiar in my ear.My mother's threats made me hesitate, I - Please! Just feed me. You keep hitting me, but I need to eat!My mother's next blow shoved my head against the wall. As if venting her anger, she rushed out of the kitchen. Tears of suffering streamed down my face. When I was sure my