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• Born Different   2001- The inner beast

  The torture of guilty conscience is a living soul's hell.... John CalvinWhere's the cursed water?She frantically turned the tap and looked in panic at the large, round shower head.“Why isn't it?” She howled in despair, slapping the flat of her hand against the smooth, chalky white tiles."Come on!"She was on the verge of a nervous breakdown when she finally felt the first drops on her skin. Emilia McDermott felt a surge of relief. The water would purify them; it would make it all right again. A confident smile spread across her lips.This froze momentarily wandered as her eyes to her forearms, where she is disco

• Born Different   Conversation

  2000- Teaching Mrs. ClarkOther things may change, but we start and end with families. - Anthony BrandtHillary Clark hurriedly looked at the clock hanging over the door of her office. It was just before three. You had five minutes to be on time. The teacher lowered her gaze and went back to the English essays she had collected today in eighth grade, but she could not concentrate because the conversation with Mrs. Monroe and her daughter Ophelia was about to begin.For over two months she had been trying to get Ophelia's par

• Born Different   Freedom

  Oh, fuck you," he scolded, giving him a disparaging look. He wasn't going to let his son reprimand him. What did this kid think who he was? Did he think a single headbutt would put him in his place? Lionel was a lot older and had already had some shit in his life, so his rebellious behavior was a trifle that he accepted with a yawn."You don't scare me, you little pisser," he hissed and wanted to get up, but Brolin slowed him down with a powerful punch against the left temple. The blow knocked Lionel Delaney to the ground, where he lay gasping for breath. His body was shaking with a tremor that he could not control. His head throbbed like it did when some guy pulled a baseball bat over him in a bar fight. His son had triggered the same pain in him with his bare fist, which showed him that he had grown strong over the years; so strong that it became a serious threat to him."There ... that will change now", he threatened him sternly and kicked Lionel unmoved in the face

• Born Different   Too far

  1998- Shhh ...The greatest revelation is the silence. - Laotse "The secret for shiny white laundry ..."The brightly colored television picture flickered restlessly and distorted before his bespectacled eyes, which gave him nausea and a throbbing headache. Nevertheless, it never occurred to him to do anything else during his evening because his television was the few luxuries he was allowed to call his own. Therefore, he planted himself comfortably

• Born Different   Help

  While she couldn't keep up with processing his words, he continued undeterred."Fucking shit, I don't want to end up like you guys! I hate you! ”, His ice-cold voice cracked like a whip on the love of the Irish woman and brutally tore it to shreds. The first tears glittered in the corners of her eyes, which threatened to break out.Mickey Suffert was in the process of ruining her family life, which she considered sacred and defined her. Because it existed only for her husband, the household and her group of children. Day in, day out. His thin lips curled up mockingly.How could you be so deluded and stupid not to see how worthless and monotonous your life was? Didn't his mother want to see how little control she actually had? How badly she had failed at everything? The redhead laughed out loud inwardly at Doreen Maria Suffert, a robust woman who wanted to show everyone how much she had everything under control, but in truth she was weak and pathetic. She w

• Born Different   His mother

  Sudden trampling of feet on the other side of the door made him startle and panicked and hide his money under the covers. Not a second too late, because his 10-year-old brother Ryan rushed unabashedly into his room and jumped on the bed next to him. The slatted frame below them cracked ominously."Well, what are you doing, Mickey?" He asked cheekily and grinned cheekily. His oversized front teeth made him look like a rabbit."Fuck off, Ryan," he grumbled at the boy, who was not at all impressed by his sharp tone. He hopped around on the mattress in front of him and had a lot of fun annoying him.“You cursed, Mickey. You mustn't do that, ”he babbled after her mother's words and stuck out his tongue. In addition, he just didn't stop bouncing around and putting his already broken mattress in an even more catastrophic state. Flaming anger rose in him in record time and stifled his breath."Shut up!" Mickey Suffert had had enough of his little brot