This short story describes the same but different methods of domestic violence from two different families from the perspective of a child. It may be a bit sadistic, so stay tuned (serial)
Perhaps she has died long ago, in her broken outlook on life, misty ideals, hopeless feelings, endless papers, and empty memories, but she seems to be still alive, in the pressure of life, in her mother's domestic violence, in the teacher's teachings, in the comments and bullying of others, in her childhood dreams...
Purpose: I hope there will be zero domestic violence