Golden Beating Ni: Marvie Baloloy
His father had beaten him again. He was used to it by now. He didn’t cry anymore, didn’t say a word. He knew, perhaps, he was at fault. His father told him not to pick up golden coins for the mean bad luck, but he still did, and look at what happened. Before his father could reprimand him for the ninth time, his mother intervened. “Time to eat!” she called. They both heaved a sigh, leaving their mobile phones f lashing a bag of gold his father had stolen from him in a multiplayer online role- playing game.
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