h Co

operated her rectangular-shaped charcoal device. I wanted to run towards her, but I was afraid to be slapped in the face, so instead, I turned my attention to our neighborhoods' gardens, which held me captive. I observed our surr

ials smacked into my face. But before it happened, I was already pre

ice that she was in front of me. My nerves were stimulating throughout my body until I began to shake. My mom gul

ed towards the people nearby, desperately asking for help. But, amon

hould w

an amb

needs some p

know what exactly should they do, and so I am. I did not even unders

for ways to control my temper. They were a few people holding my arms. One was hug

mouth, gradually moving away from us with mocking emotions

he unusual sensation brought by the wound triggered my consciousness. My

"Look, what have you done! My da

ausing mom to get out of balanced. Her back touched the ground with a thud sound. People helpe

me, I felt a massive slap on my face. Everyone was s

. Her face was angry as a lion with sturdy eye conta

greeting hers

e shoutin

and legs move freely and naturally moving

yone who helped me speechless. I was surprised! My heart jumped in extreme happiness

ing out my joy

tilted head, lips biting her teeth,

e stop making

attention. I did wish her to play

her eyes and provokingly

e tiny drops of water pattering into my hands. My eyes sparkled as I looked closer to the droplet. I saw my reflection, and I felt so relieved. B

tried to get another droplet of r

my hand, the rain stopped, and the

, especially the arctic sky. I can feel my eyes flickering. The rays of daylight did not bother

sensation of peace. I felt the breeze coming inside my nostrils as I

ge experience when my mom called

oon as she found me,

ollow you immediately..." Then mom made a space between us.

r back as a

tect me. She never leaves me alone and a

strange experienced I encountered recently. It was inde

splash