The boy is acting up again. I don't know how uncle feels now. Maybe this is the end. From the first, the child could never be silent. There are only bad things done. That also makes aunt can not stand until she left first because of heart disease, tired of seeing her child behave.
Once he damaged my uncle's car by leaving the door open all night and finally he could only save anger. He also often walks around the house naked. As a result of drinking. You can only growl even though you don't like it, you can't do anything. I think uncle spoiled her too much. The money and goods he asked for, uncle obeyed because if not he began to break things or threaten with machetes.
When my uncle went out of town He always brings bitch turns to home. Sometimes I wake up at dawn just to open the door. And of course every time he came home, the smell of alcohol wafted thick. Also several bags of shabu-shabu scattered on the floor. I can only pick up and lead him to the room. Of course I'm afraid to report to uncle.
He once asked me to be the recorder too. He thinks I'm stupid. Of course I refused. He dreams, if he thinks I want to. Since I refused his behavior became more. I'm getting scared. Uncle left more often out of town at the time, and we both guarded the house.
When I cook I feel someone watching. I acted as if there was nothing. I held the knife tightly while slicing onions. As I watch out, hoping it's just a feeling. I looked back to be sure. There is no one there.
One afternoon I felt hot. I take a shower immediately. After showering, I went to my room to change. Incidentally the door to my room across from a miracle. I'm reflecting. His reflection was reflected, was staring at me with no excitement. I gasped. Yes, he looked at me from the open door of the room. Since when the door was open, of course I was not aware. I looked back.
He disappeared, falling behind the wall. That's too much.
I'm more stressed out to be here. If only I hadn't accepted the offer of college and helped them at home because my aunt was no longer certain I was free without being intimidated. I had to move, had to. Anywhere, as long as it's not here, don't see it anymore. I will find any excuse for uncle, so I can go far.
Now it was not necessary, he fought last night until the house telephone rang at dawn from the hospital. Preach the subject. Unbelievable, close your eyes out of blood in place due to badik right to his heart.
Silently I peeked out of my slightly open bedroom door. His family cried in front of the coffin. He was already lying rigid. Finally I don't have to crawl fur. Even evacuating is no longer necessary. Now I'm smiling cruelly. Hiding my restrained laughter.