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"Clean this shit up," My father spat at me, his voice slurred by the bottle of beer sloshing in his hand. His bloodshot eyes bore into mine, reflecting a twisted mix of anger and disappointment. Those eyes—painfully familiar yet hauntingly foreign—mocked me from every mirror in the house.The shattered glass glistened on the tile floor, remnants of a bottle he had hurled at me in a fit of rage. It was my responsibility to clean up his mess, just as it always had been. I shot a resentful glance at his slumped figure in the living room chair be...
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