My mum unlocked the door.
I screamed as loud as I could: Mama, I hurt myself on the music bone and on my ankle.
My mom put down the bag in the hall and looked at me puzzled. This means that she wants to know exactly what happened and how it could have gotten that far. I just looked to the ground.
Mama: all right .... Alright Lena. Where do you have more pain?
I showed her the place. Mom just looked away from the foot. I tried to avert my eyes. I can not get over this embarrassing silence. Because then my mother asks me a thousand things. I have to answer immediately. Otherwise she will call my father.
Me: well. I am startled because my alarm clock rang loudly. He did not stop ringing. So there was war ...
Mama: and that's why you have to hurt yourself.
Me: yes, there is no peace in war, you know that, I hope.
She only nodded self-destructive. Well, I tried to keep her soft. She continued to grope until she hit the pain point. I screamed
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