"I started struggling from the time I was in my mother’s womb. I heard my father kicked my mother many times in the time of her pregnancy....."
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0.000 HBD"I started struggling from the time I was in my mother’s womb. I heard my father kicked my mother many times in the time of her pregnancy....."
 I started struggling from the time I was in my mother’s womb. I heard my father kicked my mother many times in the time of her pregnancy. Still I was born. But my mother did not survive. My home died with her. I tried hard to live with my father and his new wife for many years. Those nights were more painful than sleeping on this concrete street. One day when I was having lunch, my father arrived and for no reason kicked me on my chest. I stood up and ran away. I never looked back to that house or the village. I have no one there to chase or no memory to cherish. Now I sleep with my street friends and cuddle each other at night to fight the cold. That’s how my life is now - Abu Saleh