Rhinayung
The Blow of Ecclesiastical Times
I keep sweeping the yard until it's done. No longer care about the demon ramblings of the future inhabitants of hell. I went awry. Go into the abyss, retreat into the abyss.
"Rinayoung! Quickly execute my order or you will die in my hands now!" he shouted from inside the rickety house without the love of it. The rickety house, which bears silent witness to the demon, the man taught me tricks to steal and brainwash me.
I pretended not to hear. Keep sweeping the dry leaves in the yard. The dry leaves of the trash are very high up. In a moment, I'll burn it. The fire must have been big and hot, until I hallucinated about hell. The hell my father wanted to inhabit.
"Rinayoung!" he snaps it with a loud voice.
I looked after the fire. My dad was right behind me.
"Hurry and steal your grandmother's gold! Enter her house right now before your grandmother comes home from the fields!" he said in a soft voice, while grabbing my dull long hair.
Every day, I could have many times my dull long hair grabbed by my father. I intend to cut it tomorrow afternoon, to the neighboring salon whose price is still friendly. I have a little money, enough to go to the salon.
"Durrect son!" snapped it.
"Who's the son of a bitch?" I said while looking intently at my father's face. I'm so tired of obeying his depraved orders. I'm sick!
"You! Understood?"
"God! The devil! Aren't you the bad boy?" reply with anger. This time I dared to rebel against my father.
"How dare you answer? You idiot! Don't lecture me. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be in this world!" he said while pushing my body.
I can resist that strong impulse. If not, I would have gone into the fire burning the dry leaves.
"Yarrr!"
Dad slapped my cheek hard, it hurts! It hurts so much, that my tears can't stand it. Blood slowly flowed from the corner of my right lip. Really, this pain is amazing. I looked faintly, my mother witnessing this event. But he had no intention of helping me at all. My sister was just silent, but I'm sorry because my sister is too small to understand all of this.
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"Rinayoung! Why else would you!" my grandmother said frantically when she saw my eyes were puffy with swollen cheeks.
"Miss! I'm sorry, I shouldn't have! I'm forced, Grandma! I want to because I'm avoiding all this!" I said while crying.
"Come, comein!" my grandmother said as she dropped the grass in her car, then took me to the kitchen.
"You drink first" my grandmother said, giving me a glass of cold water from inside the jug.
"Thank you, Grandma!"
"Grandma will compress your wounds using warm water. Tomorrow let it go. If it's not gone, don't go to school tomorrow! Your friends will make fun of you!"
Grandma's love and concern for me made me feel guilty and unable to forgive myself. It's so depraved of me. How do I admit my mistake? How to be honest? If I were honest, would my grandmother forgive me? O God, please guide me what should I do? Or please send your Angel to help me, to whisper support and encouragement to me.
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