Hello, Salam, Shalom
First of all this column is FICTITIOUS but do not stop on this word. And this is the first time I've written a column so don't hesitate to give your opinion.
03h, I am awakened by slaps. By who ? My so-called "father".
Michel “my father”: BITCH GO WAKE UP YOUR FUCKING LITTLE BROTHER AND GET DOWN IMMEDIATELY.
And suddenly I get up with a start by my so-called mother who had just thrown a bucket of water on me.
Lisa “my mother”: Bitch, get up, I told you.
Me: OH IT'S GOOD YOU THOUGHT YOU TOO MUCH THAT LIFE WAS A KIWI, YOU HIT ME WHEN YOU WANT, YOU INSULT ME WHEN YOU WANT! BUT GET OUT OF THERE AND YOU DONT HAVE TO TOUCH MY LITTLE BROTHER.