“I……I….I….can’t see” I said. “Don’t turn the fucking light on!” he screamed again. “I can’t see” I said again raising my voice. “Don’t turn the fucking light on, don’t turn the fucking light on, don’t turn the fucking light on!” he screamed louder and began to slap his hands on the bed again.
I started to feel intense pressure and could feel my heart beating faster. “Oh for Christ’s sake, shut up!” I screamed surprising myself.
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