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my parents used to question me in my sleep. they’d ask me something when I was awake (used to wake up with my mom holding a stick in her hand). „Who started the fight?” „I don’t know” then they’d ask me in my sleep, „who started the fight?” „it was William” so I’d get a second beating when I’d wake up. my mom was an alcoholic, you see. she’s not my real mom, though. my girlfriends used to question me as well „did you sleep with another woman?” „no...never” then I’d wake up in the morning „I love you. „ hahaha, yeah, I suppose there was a good side to it as well. yeah, there’s always a ying and a yang. „I love you” she’d say. „yeah,yeah, just let me fucking wake up.”