After a long silence, I concluded he don't want to talk about it but I was at fault when he speak.
"I don't exactly remember when did he started hitting me but I remember one time, I was ten years old, when I was riding my bicycle in our yard and accidentally crashed to one of his painting he put outside. Binibilad niya ito sa araw upang madaling matuyo. I didn't even saw it was there, swear. He saw what happened and got furious. I never imagined him being physical but when he took a swing and hit me in my face, doon ko lang nalaman na kaya niya pala akong saktan."
He laughed bitterly. Ako naman ay tahimik lang na nakikinig. Gusto kong ibuka ang aking bunganga para magtanong ngunit ayaw ko rin siyang gambalain kaya pinigilan ko ang sarili na magsalita.
"Naalala kong tumakbo ako noon par
