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C.R.A.Z.Y.

I didn't meet my father until I was three years old, and something unpleasant happened that night. How can a child react to a father he didn't meet until three years after he was born? So I was beaten, the first slap in the face of my life. Before I was beaten, I instinctively ran out, barefooted, and I was caught on a bridge not far from my house after a few steps. The slap was loud, and a few rays of light sputtered in front of my eyes. I hugged and ran. The dissuaded mother was crying in her arms, and when I got home, my father asked me to write a review, which said, "I promise I will never run away again." The review was posted on the wall, and you could see it anytime. Since then, I have been beaten a lot. I will be beaten if I don’t finish my meal, or if my grades are not good or if I don’t obey. He always beats me every time after drinking, saying that I ignore him. In fact, I don’t dare to look at him. Not to mention talking to him. There was no fun in such a childhood. I didn’t dare to play anything at school, for fear of causing trouble for the teacher to call home, and I was always careful at home for fear of being beaten. I don't know when I started to be afraid of dating guys because they reminded me of my dad and always thought they would slap me and because my mother never hit me, I felt safe playing with girls. When I was in junior high school, I learned that I was GAY. I think the reason is obvious. Heterosexual men are attached to their mothers, and gay men are eager for fatherly love.
Watching this movie is like watching my own past. The movie is over, and my memories are also terminated. There are no tears, but my heart is very sad.

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