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My life is really chaotic since I can remember. My father was an alcoholic who beat my mother.

I, however, was unharmed and I always preferred that he beat me, but no. It was as if he wanted all the blows that he gave him to remain etched so that it consumes my conscience.

I took care of Lucy. She was 3 years old, she was the youngest. I was afraid that if dad did not control himself it would hurt Lucy, so I hid her in my room and left to try to calm him down so that the fight would not get worse.

Maybe I was 8 but I was already born with a "maternal instinct" as Mom says.

I never liked that he hurt her.My mom was a doctor and my dad was a nurse.Mom always protected us and checked if we were sick, injured or sick.

She was, is and will be my example to follow.She has always been strong and never left school even if she had difficulties.

My grandparents left her alone because they said my father was a bad man, and they were right but my mother was in love and did not realize that he would only hurt her but in the end she realized it. My grandfather gave him two options; go with my father to the neighboring country and study there or stay to live with them and study there.

And as you may have noticed, he chose the first option and it went wrong.

I remember that when my father's relatives were going to come to my mother, a plate fell and my father hit her as it seemed that it would continue no matter what, I got in the middle and he stopped.

He looked at me fixedly, released her and went to his room.

Mom was completely confused, why did not hit me when I intervened?

That question remains in my head until now ...

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