
my mother stood up, holding a penknife, and she opened my clothes violently, and my eyes could not help but tear, when I saw the knife begin to be scratched into my body. I groaned and begged for mercy as I felt the coldness of the knife begin to pierce through my skin, spitting out a red liquid.
"mother... hiks... hikss.. stop this sick enough mother"my cry was sobbing, but my mother did not pester she still continued her intention.
"calm yah xu.. soon you will see the work of your mother in your body and stained with blood not with watercolor but blood ha. ha. ha. ha. ha. "laugh my mother pleasure.
I grimaced for the pain and closed my eyes hoping to reduce the pain.
"nah xu mother's painting is finished.let's see.ahk you can't see it but you can have it you don't need to thank mom. already this b'rapa clock..... like her I'm late to work well baby today is quite up here yahhh. Thanks for comforting me.
All right now I'll open the tie.now you can work as a scavenger. byeee. Letting me lay on the floor.
I was alone there
"who am I. where am I.
I looked at the wound my mother had just given me blood was still seeping.
"haihhhh.... It looks like I have to buy a new uniform.but is my savings enough to buy a new uniform?. whereas at the end of this money I used to buy wound medicine, bandages"with heavy breath.
"but it's okay that I read a book in my school library that as long as we breathe we should still be grateful. at least I didn't pay the tuition because I got a scholarship so I guess I've saved enough to buy a uniform" I encouraged myself
"so let's wake up xu.we have to treat our wounds.in order to work and get money" I woke up from my sleep with enthusiasm
"akh.. isssss..it seems like the wound is a bit deep, but it doesn't matter as long as it can walk, I can work"my spirit to work smouldering.I came out of the warehouse to my room.
I opened the door to my room, I saw that there were no valuables here only mats for me to sleep on, blankets that were torn here and there but still warm when worn, she said,I opened the closet that was crooked here and there. From the closet I took something, a box wrapped in newspaper.
"ah here's my medicine box, let me see if there's any wound medicine (betadin)" I opened my medicine box
"uhhh fortunately I still have enough betadinnya and also bandage" I drip wound medicine (betadin) my wounds
"uhk..
"astaga.
I hurried to save my medicine because I was too late to scavenge.
I changed my shirt with a blue t-shirt that had faded in color and wore black knee-length pants that had also faded in color. I ran behind the house to take my basket, I carried my basket and ran.
"Hopefully it's not too late, if I'm late then the garbage is taken by someone else." I thought as I ran to speed up my steps.
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***xu pov end
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oh yes the author wants to say that the author wants to change the synopsis
if anyone asks why it's because the story doesn't match the syphilis
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okay see you in the next chapter***