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She didn't come that night. She only came back the next morning, only to be greeted by my father who doesn't seem to be all that happy. She got beaten (whacked) by my father. And yelling in pain (in an angry tone) was my sister. Then my father started saying bullshit things like "If you don't want to live in this house then might as well take all your clothes and never come back." or "Don't try to give me all kinds of nonsense." All these while I was in my room, lying on the bed, hugging my pillow, tentatively listening to what's going on outside. What better way to wake up to a beautiful morning than being rudely awakened by father and daughter dispute?
There was my relative's wedding on that same day. And everything went on as per normal, as if nothing had happened, even though the impact was quite big. It's like "Ok, we're done. Let's forget as though this thing hasn't happened. The End."
I woke up around 7+ (in the morning), sneezing and sneezing non-stop. I sneezed to my heart's content. Then I went back to sleep, with packets of tissues at the side of my bed.
8:03 PM