I should find a solution in front of the kitchen door instead of standing in my mouth with amazement and fear. What to do, what to do? I looked left and right. He has to find something. And my father's 24-string über umbrella.
If I managed to jump out and put it in his head like a trained policeman, we're torn. But he hasn't run away yet? Every once in a while, noises, noises. I mean, he noticed me, he didn't want any incident, and he's trying to escape. Or is he moving towards me? Okay, girl, take it easy and take the attack, it's fast and quick. If I hit 3 times fast, it's ineffective.
God damn it, filthy thief, killer, get out, touch my family, imdaaatttt, help ediiinn both shouting and shaking the umbrella in my hand, my eyes closed in the kitchen with fear closed.
I swing to my right and my breathing in a series and try to match. I am also very scared and curious. Who's gonna beat who? Will my life end in these best years? Or am I going to spend the rest of my life crippled?
As the screams continued to rise and shake the umbrella like crazy, the lamp of the kitchen burned, my mother, father and my crying brother, who were read from their faces in fear, plunged in. So I opened my eyes for a moment, closed. I stopped for a moment, I opened it again. I looked.
Six astonishing eyes look at me. I stopped. They are trying to tell me something that I look at them with blank eyes. What do you think you're looking at, you can grab something and dive into that vague suspect! I say. I have no idea what they're saying, but I'm pretty sure what kind of questions this girl has come up with in their heads.
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