<p>On one of those magically white winters nights, my mother took me in her arms and shut the doors behind her.<br />
We left my drunken father in the name of a better life. And the name of that better life was Tom, a local gangster with the face of the devil himself.<br />
The next thing I saw was my mother&rsquo;s bloody face bashed into the ground and teeth scattered around her lifeless body.<br />
I looked at him and thought to myself - PLEASE, DON&#39;T KILL ME.</p><p>'The intensity, the drama and harsh reality will leave you gasping.'</p><p><br />
This story has haunted me all of my life, through the daily flashbacks and nightmares.<br />
It has taken me some time to build up the courage to let this story out of my heart.&nbsp;<br />
And now, with every single word I can live free.<br />
Finally.<br />
- Karolina -</p>