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"Hey, mommy, where did you hide again?"
These were the last words my mother ever spoke to me.
That day, after the royal meeting, my mother came to me.
I was so excited to play hide-and-seek with my mom.
You never know what might happen after that.
I was in a drawer with a door next to the bed.
Because I was young at that time
It was a space big enough for a young child like me to enter.
When I heard my mother's voice
I held my breath and waited for my mother to find me.
How long has it been since I waited?
When my mom couldn't find me, I opened the drawer door slightly to surprise her and tried to go out.
Clang..!!ย
A window broke and a man came in with his face covered with a towel.
The man did not reveal any part of his body except his eyes.
The man's eyes as he looked down at his mother were filled with hatred, disgust, and anger.
Mom was shaking under the knife the man was pointing at her as if she had seen a ghost.
When my mother died, all the eyes of resentment turned towards me.
It must have been to somehow lessen his guilt.
What made us like this?
Can we never go back to the good times we had?
It's just about hurting and belittling others
Was this a way to regain stability?
what
""Sacrificing others for one's own well-being"
I guess so