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Why its necesssry to speak up? (Couldnt give my best as i just started)
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I ran all the way home from the ground. The older boys had beaten me up good but I still had the strength to run as far as I could from them.
I knew my mother would be the next one to thrash me for getting beaten up, which was ironical, if you know what I mean. But I had no choice. I couldn't tell her the real reason the boys picked on me...I was on my way to back home but at the same time, I was so confused that i started sweatening even in the middle of december. I knew my mother would doubt me with stary eyes so i was preparing myself. With teary eyes, i went home. My mother was busy with her friends so neglecting them, i went to my room and locked myself. I started crying because i couldn't take it anymore.I was literally panicking. I didnt know what to do. My introversion never let me to make friends so i had no one to listen me. I was both in physical & mental pain. Suddenly, someone started knocking my door. "It will be my mom, she would thrash me" i said to myself. I was scared but i had no other option. I opened the door. She was standing infront of me.. she was staring me. She asked me what happened to you? I wanted to hug her but i knew i cant. She was getting more hyper. I told her the reason. "The boys harassed me, when i resisted they started beating me" I explained. I closed my eyes after that and started crying so badly. All of sudden, My mother hugged me, wiped out my tears and told me to stop crying. I was in shock to see her kindness. I felt so comfort. She never hugged me before. I felt like i am in paradise. She consoled me saying that we will report FIA against them.
That day i realized the love of my mother for me .
We all must be able to explain what we are going through or else we will continue to suffer.
We all need to speak for our own rights because nobody gonna do that for ourself.
© Amtul Salam
I ran all the way home from the ground. The older boys had beaten me up good but I still had the strength to run as far as I could from them.
I knew my mother would be the next one to thrash me for getting beaten up, which was ironical, if you know what I mean. But I had no choice. I couldn't tell her the real reason the boys picked on me...I was on my way to back home but at the same time, I was so confused that i started sweatening even in the middle of december. I knew my mother would doubt me with stary eyes so i was preparing myself. With teary eyes, i went home. My mother was busy with her friends so neglecting them, i went to my room and locked myself. I started crying because i couldn't take it anymore.I was literally panicking. I didnt know what to do. My introversion never let me to make friends so i had no one to listen me. I was both in physical & mental pain. Suddenly, someone started knocking my door. "It will be my mom, she would thrash me" i said to myself. I was scared but i had no other option. I opened the door. She was standing infront of me.. she was staring me. She asked me what happened to you? I wanted to hug her but i knew i cant. She was getting more hyper. I told her the reason. "The boys harassed me, when i resisted they started beating me" I explained. I closed my eyes after that and started crying so badly. All of sudden, My mother hugged me, wiped out my tears and told me to stop crying. I was in shock to see her kindness. I felt so comfort. She never hugged me before. I felt like i am in paradise. She consoled me saying that we will report FIA against them.
That day i realized the love of my mother for me .
We all must be able to explain what we are going through or else we will continue to suffer.
We all need to speak for our own rights because nobody gonna do that for ourself.
© Amtul Salam
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