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20 | Rosita, I miss you so much.
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2024-10-04 16:00:19“Woman, do you have any food?” I approach my mother, who immediately throws a towel in my face, along with some sand.
I start rubbing my eyes, trying to get the sand off, and at some point, my dad shows up with a bucket full of water and dumps it on my face.
My eyes burn even more since it was sea saltwater, so I start feeling around for my backpack, grab a bottle of water, and my towel to clean my eyes.
I feel like they wanted to kill me, I swear. Now my eyes will be so red it’ll look like I just smoked a joint.
I glare at the people who are supposed to be my parents, but right now they’re acting like two serial killers. “You know there’s another room for the baby in the house, so there’s no need to kill me to make space.”
My dad makes a puppy-eyed face. “But I was just trying to save you; it’s your mother who’s the serial killer.”
I blink a couple of times.
But
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