Quite a large number of us feel like our childhood was short-lived, to an extent that even in our adulthood we still require a constant repair of sticking back the pieces.
Witt was just fourteen when things started to take a toll. He was eight years older than his younger sister, they lived in fear of their strict father who did nothing better than scold them. He never worked a single day in his whole life and depended entirely on his mother's salary.
The major source to their miserable life was their father's healless indolence. Witt's mother had nagged him until his mother interfered, and with the aid of his other siblings they successfully got rid of her.