Uh-oh...the child moved again. Off goes the flower, off with the radiant smile.


“I can't take this!”		 The child is escaping
“Why you little...and all the effort I go through to try and love this child!”
Oh dear. Now it's impossible to love her child. But if she doesn't love him, she will be labelled a bad mother.
The mother slapped the boy.


“Now don't you dare move!
If you do, you know what's waiting don't you?”
Terrified, the child became unable to move.
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