On one of those magically white winters nights, my mother took me in her arms and shut the doors behind her. We left my drunken father in the name of a better life. And the name of that better life was Tom, a local gangster with the face of the devil himself. The next thing I saw was my mother’s bloody face bashed into the ground and teeth scattered around her lifeless body. I looked at him and thought to myself – PLEASE, DON’T KILL ME.
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