Notice ... when you are forced to lie
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My eyelids, sandwiched between the white gauze, fluttered open, and my vision cleared as my mother stood
at the door, calling out in a hoarse voice. She was calling hurriedly, her anxious eyes watching me. I almost embraced her, but my arms were too weak against the bandages that covered my entire body. My father and Sophia rushed in, eager.
** Louay, can you see us? Can you hear us? Shake your head.
**Oh, my dear son, don’t worry, you’re fine. It’s not a serious fracture.-
Despite my heavy tongue, I tried to reassure them, but I just shook my head.
**Thank God, thank God. Don’t move, don’t tire yourself out. Stay by his side. I’ll get the doctor.
- On this bed, I’m burning with pain to apologize for so much, to confess so much, but I’m completely helpless, after being able for years.
- While my mother answers the mobile phone that hasn’t stopped ringing since I woke up, my younger and only sister, Sophia, clasps her arms at my feet, ready to unleash her pent-up frustration about what happened.
** The blows I took this time were worse than anything I experienced in PUBG. Enjoy!** Why... my whole body...?
** Sofia: **A group of delinquents attacked you...**
-At that moment, I felt every punch and kick through my bones, the threats and insults that assaulted my ears from those deviants. I didn’t snap out of those horrific scenes until they entered.
**The police officers asked permission to enter. Louay, are you able to talk to them?***
***Louay, are you ready? Will you tell them everything that happened to you?**
**I...I...I don’t remember...I don’t remember anything.**
-Yes, I’m forced to lie. No one will believe what happened to me because of those reels.-
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