The light is so strong that it terrifies me. I start crying and fussing around in my small bed. I scream, hoping someone would help me, and when no one comes I try to roll away from that devious light.
But I'm not careful so I feel the edge of the bed too late when I'm already falling. I don't get the chance to scream again as I see the floor approach.
I close my eyes. But I feel no hit.
I open my eyes and see a familiar face. Someone caught me and keeps me in her hands as she kisses my forehead gently.
"You naughty baby. Do you want to scare your Mother to death?" She asks with a sweet voice. I stretch my little hand and grab her finger. She smiles and I laugh. I feel safe.
Until I hear another voice. I remember him too. And I am sacred again, crying and struggling to get away.
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