d, my life revolves around these three things. It may be tiring and bor

eeded to work hard if I wanted to have food to eat and survive in this world

orking for me and for our family, to provide for our d

ded support. I didn't have parents who would send me to school and take care of me, so I had to

meet my father, and as for my mother? They to

rted when

you doing?" I as

ow, holding her chest as if in pain, I fe

in years. The haggardness of her face was also visible, which confused me. I was confused about what h

I asked again, looki

o force a smile, as if that smile

id that she was okay, but deep down, I knew she

. Because of her strange behavior, I couldn't h

ed onto the sofa next to the window to get a better view. If I didn't use the

stopped me by closing the windows. She even hugged me ti

ed to see what she was looking at. I wanted

commanded, hoping tha

n though I knew it was impossible. She's my mom, and I am just her four

grip, but nothing changed. My mom i

to her tiredly as I kept struggling

ing she was looking at earlier. There was something inside me that kept tel

it. I didn't know why I had these thoughts when I was j

iately let me go and rushed to the windows

u want to tell me?" I asked her, this

swered before turning to me and

cting like--" I couldn't finish my sentenc

dma asked my mom. My mom quic

my room, probably to talk to my grandmother. But before that, she closed my room door. I

de, from their conversation, reached my ears. They sound

ing. I thought that maybe I couldn't hear what they were talking about because they were downstairs and talking. But when

them, I got up from my crouched position on the floor and walk

ldn't hear their conversation. I got my tedd

hen I woke up that evening because of the noise from

ation, I got bored. I got so bored to the point of dozing off

p because of the

no response from her, I saw her eyes tearing up and hurti

e only thing I could think of as I followed her gaze - a

it was impossible for me to get her attention, I didn't waste any more time. I quickly ran towards

u taking my mother? And w

police officers stopped talking.

icer, a sign that the other officer would be the one to explai

to have eye-level contact, "We are arresting your mot

"Why?" My surprise w

thing wrong that's why

ce officer arrests someone, it mea

the police, so why are they arresting my mother? She's

about to answer, but the other polic

ce officer in front of me immediately stood up and

, I asked him, "Police officer,

I was wrong. He just gave me a shrug on the head b

started hitting it with my fists. "Police officer! Police officer

her do some

water because it seemed hopeless t

er this time. But I was wrong again. Instead of getting out o

ted as I saw their car sl

uted again, my eyes wate

d car pass by me, and a woman inside i

her in the second car. I wanted to make sure it was

y her, the woman crying in the car, I

e running as fast as I could to

learly. I almost tripped because of my blurred vision, but I didn't care. At that moment, th

y breath running out, which caused m