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For me; cactus, fish, and wildflowers always had a special place. Why, you ask? Because they are intertwined with every moment I spent with my mother. I don’t know how my mother and father got married, and honestly, I don’t care. My mother was a dark-haired, brown-eyed, and tanned woman. She was beautiful, they say everyone’s mother appears beautiful to them. Nevertheless, my father was not a good man; there was always violence at home. I used to provoke my father all the time, and my mother would try to protect me. That’s why, I see my mother as a hero. She still is. I wasn’t allowed to eat sweets and junk food at home, but when my mother came home early, she would sneak them to me. She would constantly check from the window if my father was coming. It was hard to label these things with a child’s mind back then. Let get into why those things are important. We had fish and cactus, and we took care of them together. My father would scold us. I had two fish. One was named Nemo, the other was called Kuytu(Cozy); my cactus had a slightly oval shape with a neon pink flower on top. I loved it dearly. Every time I went out to the garden, I would claim it smelled nice, picking wildflowers for my mother. Yet, they only smelled like grass. Losing her at the age of six made me the little mother of the house. Getting beaten every day tore me apart. They were such a short time happinesses. I couldn’t expect it to last forever, but at least if it had been longer. I miss her.”