stairs had alr

s room, I opened the surveillance feed

but my dad trusted my mom so much

y mom, just to be safe, always went to the

up together, explained her actions. I believed she loved

need to fool m

wailed, demanding to call an ambulance,

tairs, she looked ready to drag me by the ear and force me to kn

n't k

s of his body, pointing at me and cl

't ask for details or the truth. S

u raised, bullying my son like th

on't hit me. I didn't push him, I swear. We were going downstairs, and he said somethi

, raised her hand t

've cushioned his fall. I should've let him push me d

otion, my dad pushed ope