On one occasion,
after screaming, quarreling, and cursing between them..
My Mom ran away in the car..
He quickly took out the cannula and started hitting the car..
we screamed for fear that it would explode in it..
or
this was my little brace at the time..
and my father shouted for us to enter the house..
and then he closed the door ...

we stayed for a whole month without my mother ...
she would secretly come to see us in the morning ...
she gave us a lot of sweets and what we asked for from her.
We were only the three of us ...

asking where my older brothers are. !!
My big brother used to work outside and never came to not see him ...
and my older sister was studying with the army and only came back at the end of the week..
so we three stayed together ...
we used to sometimes call ourselves the three musketeers..

we did everything together ..
We cling to each other until that day came ...

We had agreed with my father that we would go to my mother..
We did not want to stay with him and he did not object ..
My mother came to take us..
We were removing the bags and my father was trying to bring them home to
"talk and understand"
as he used to say ...

Then a big quarrel took place between them ...
my little sister hid in the car quickly ...
and my mother tried to flee..
the situation was like a movie in front of me ...

my mother was leaving in the car speeding
My older sister was running behind her and shouting to me,
"Run, run, run"
at the same time My father roughly told me about it,
"Go home."
But my sister's screams were louder ...

without awareness..
I ran and ran and ran ...
trying to escape from him and catch up with her ...

This was my dream at the time ..
I was afraid to go back and not see her again. ...
when my mother learned that we had joined her ..
she stopped ..
then we entered and ran from it..
I looked at him through the window wondering!!!!

Could this be our last escape?? or did we return to it and the problems returned as they were !!!!
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