Reaching our school is about to reach, and the monster is only less than five hundred meters away from them
Suddenly a man shouted, "Here's the Scottish flag, we're almost there at last."
Tom looked from the boat in the same direction, maybe only six hundred meters left
But things didn't last long and the monster started to speed up more and more This was really strange. After five minutes, the difference between him and the ship became two hundred meters, with three hundred meters left to reach Scotland. After another five minutes, he had already reached the ship. Then with a movement from his long tail he hit the deck of the ship, which moved and shook from the severity of the blow, some men died, but the ship is still in progress
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Several people say these words easily.
If I could meet and talk to these optimists, I would say that there are a lot of events that happened in people's past that are insurmountable..
What if your mom was a human piece of trash?
It's okay. You can handle that.
What if your father was a worse man than even the dirtiest piece of trash?
You can afford it too.
But, if you watch your younger siblings shivering because your mom just slapped them because they were kids from another mom while your dad just stood there and watched what happened without saying anything.-So at this point only you can humbly accept the truth.
Your life is even worse than dog shit.
As I remember my life got to this point when I was almost a 10-year-old boy.
My younger brothers were hugging each other and crying. The reason behind this is very simple. My mother cursed them, screaming, "You filthy sons of a bitch!" Of course I didn't know the meaning of the word 'whore' at the time'. The day I found out that my penis can be used to do anything other than pee is after I turned 11, meaning I still had a year left before I entered the world of filth..
I'm totally serious.
I even have a time when I was pure.
It's impossible for kids as young as 5 and 6 to understand the word 'whore' when a 10-year-old like me couldn't. But it was clear that the word was said in a very offensive tone of voice. How can I find out? That's because my mother called them sons of a bitch and whore all the time.
"Oh my dear, if you are the children of that bitch."
Oh, my mom didn't put my words so nicely but.
"That filthy bitch's kids. How dare they not know where they are and-!"
They had brutally exploded in anger.
Even children know when they are in a place where they are not welcome.
Being unable to understand the words does not matter, the children will at least know if the person in front of you is trying to help you or kill you. This is really easy to notice when that person slaps you in the face Shouting words like 'sons of a whore' over and over.
So at that moment my younger brothers started shivering.
The moment my younger brothers who were laughing happily a few minutes ago started trying to suppress the sound of their crying because they were rightly afraid of being killed by the woman in front of them.
I had the feeling that my life, too, would be a giant piece of shit if I didn't fix this.
"Dad, throw my mom out."
"what?"
"There is no need to say useless words. I've heard it all. Divorce my mother immediately."
My father opened and closed his eyes.
Even his blinking seemed like an excuse in my eyes, which made me even more upset with him.
"...What are you saying?"
"So you will try to evade again? It's okay. I will use this opportunity to speak clearly. Mom is crazy. My younger sister only accidentally broke a plate but do you know what my mom did?"
I slapped my face. Strongly.
Because I thought I should show him an example.
"She slapped them. With enough force that they had fallen to the ground. Things are okay even here you can overlook this It's just saying she was a bit hysteria but the problem is what she did next. My mother took a cooking knife from the kitchen and started waving it at my younger brothers as if she was going to stab them."
"...…."
"Do you understand what I'm trying to say? Giant cooking knife. My mother tried to stab my five-year-old sister. My mom doesn't just have some hysteria. She is a totally crazy woman from all sides. Divorce my mother and throw her out of the house immediately."
"My son, she is still your mother."
"I am fully aware of that."
I answered him coldly.
"So I beg you to release it quickly and throw it outside. Hurry up before I hate my father, who claimed to love that woman, and who made that woman his wife."
"....."
"Father, today you have read to me one of Rousseau's sayings. You said that the difference between humans and monsters is that they have a will. You told me this in a very nice tone of voice. Today I discovered a monster in my mother's face."
"Indeed, I did not make a mistake in giving you a teacher to teach you the art of rhetoric. I see that you speak much better than I did when I was your age."
"I had already realized the fact that I was a genius by my sixth birthday. You won't make me realize it again by praising me now."
"Did you hear what I said as a compliment? I was trying to make fun of you there."
"Ha, you are the one who needs a teacher in the arts of rhetoric, my father. You can't even make fun of your son thinking you can control your wives? Please look again at yourself in the woman."
"I will repeat my words. It is your mother."
Dad's voice got colder.
"I endured various pains for ten months in order to give birth to you. The first person to smile after arriving in this world is your mother، And the first person to cry when you've been hurt is also your mother. Son, let me know where you are. How dare you say such immoral words as throwing your mother out."
I started laughing a little.
"What a shameless person you are."
"what?"
"This is not my problem, it is yours, Dad. Only because of one mother, six of your children suffer and are wronged. It's just a simple math equation. Will you save one person or will you save six? Throw words like immoral to the side. There is no one with filthy morals More trash like you, Dad. There is no one worse than you. Absolutely."
"....."
"This will be the last time I ask you something about this matter. Dad, give me a final answer to my question. Will my mother divorce or not?"
My father became silent.
He was silent for exactly 40 minutes.
The reason I remember the time is because I keep staring at my father's wristwatch on his wrist. I received his answer by the time the clock was arriving at 12 noon.
"I can't do that."
The damned 12 noon.
Since that day I have totally hated that time of day. My habit that makes me hate to get up in the morning comes from here too. I will say this again but I absolutely hate mornings and noon.
"….why not?"
"Because I love your mother."
"That's a really disappointing answer. Does this mean that you do not love your children, Dad? Don't you care even if your wife kills all of your children?"
"Yes, I wouldn't care."
So I will never be able to forget this moment.
Like a sculptor using his hammer to carve a mark in my brain.
Kind of traumatic may be.
"I love your mother so much."
"...."
"...."
"I'm sorry, son."
"...just a few moments ago, dad."
I swallowed my saliva.
I probably didn't just swallow my saliva that day.
"I've lost all faith in you, Dad."
"I know that."
"Dad, you have officially ruined my life now."
"I know that too."
My father nodded his head.
"You will live a tougher life than me, no matter what you choose."
This damned father.
I really hate you.
"....let me ask you one last question. If this were a normal situation…..you would definitely sacrifice one person in order to save six others. Your personality is that kind, Dad. But you want to say now that you will choose one person instead of six because of this thing called love?"
"Yes, you are right."
"Dad, if loving you only makes you so weak, what is the point of love?"
My father did not force me.
That's because he probably couldn't answer.
I bit my lips to curse.
"I am embarrassed to look at my weak dad. did you understand me? I'm embarrassed to death. In the end you couldn't choose anything. Shit, Dad, you really are a very weak person."
At the time 'fuck' was the strongest cursing word I could come up with.
I couldn't have used stronger curse words than that.
Didn't I say this before?
Even me there was a time when I was pure.
"my son. Tom, you should know that."
"Don't apologize. I'm not upset because I want to hear an apology from you. What will your apology change? Just so you know this."
I swear.
cold oath.
a clear oath.
"I will never become as weak as you, Dad."
"….."
"Start."
And now.
And now...….
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Captain Tom, what should we do now More than thirty people have died now what should we do
Tom replied, "We have to go to the Great Shore of Scotland, and now come on "
Someone replied, "Are they going to let us in, Captain?"
Tom replied, "No, you idiot."
Then he said, "Then why do we go in?"
"They're going to shoot that monster behind us," Tom said.
Then he replied, "Doesn't that mean that there is a chance of us getting hurt?"
Tom: Yeah, that would be too risky.