Warnings: Contains offensive content and discusses suicidal thoughts (18) that should not be read by anyone under 18
Crying...
Who's crying?
The screaming of a child made Dena uncomfortable. One little hand struck her face while pulling her hair tight...
Dena felt her limbs went numb.
The man's yelling in the middle of the night made her body tremble.
"bitch! You're the one who's responsible. You're the ones to blame!
How did you raise your child for four years? Just staying home doing nothing! You are thoughtless and careless! Your child simply knows how to yell and cry. Not saying a word. He's a moron and a cuckoo! I've always stated it, but you don't want to believe me. You worthless piece of shit! Fuck your dad and his family for bringing you up like that! I will throw you out of the house if you don't find work soon. ..."
The man rebuked her in an uncaring, high voice.
DENA held her ears to avoid hearing the words