One time, our mom told us not to swim at noon, guess what? I did just that! Not knowing that mom will come home that one faithful noon, I was happily swimming. Mad that I disobey her order, I was beaten then and chained at the bed post with nothing but my underwear. Feeling unloved I have cried rivers of tears. My sister being soft hearted as she is released me and told me to go to school since it was still school days. My mom knowing that I am not the type of child who skipped school and probably because she knew that her eldest was kind enough especially to her youngest sibling, went to school and offers me food as a reconciliation. Still feeling hurt, I refuse those things that she bought.
