Night out 2

When I was sleeping comfortably, I was summoned from my bed by my mother.

She asked me “where did she go?”

I answered, “I don’t know.”

Then she shouted, “You are a liar! There’s no way you wouldn’t know. Spit it out! Spit it out! ”

She got mad and hit my cheek over and over.

I couldn’t answer her question, no matter how hit my cheek.

Because I don’t liar.

If she didn’t want to go out, she should have slept together.

It was pretty low that she ignored her faults and use violence against me.

She never scolded and hit her no matter what, but she was scrolling and hitting me.

I just slept then.