'' Have you also experienced things like me?'' Mark asked with a sob. '' Yes, I did, that's why I can understand what you are feeling. I can understand,'' Robin replied. '' Do you hate your dad for that?''. Mark took a long time to respond. '' I hate him,'' he pulled away and looked at Robin with straight eyes. '' I hate him, but I don't hate him as much that I don't want to see his face ever again. I am just, afraid of him. Afraid of his violet behavior. The way he used to torture mom and the way he used to beat me up. I hate all of that, but my mom was kind. I will treasure all those good memories I had with her.'' '' You are a good boy, did anyone ever told you that?'' Robin asked with a smile. '' Yes, Hey, can you tell me about the time you stayed in here? Your memories from childhood. When you were just like me?'' asked Mark. Robin looked away. '' I don't have any good memories. But I can tell you about it.'' They chatted for a while
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