Chapter 3

Few months before.

This thing is capable of sounding strange, as a resemblance to the childish religiosity of every moment to glimpse kindness in others, However, in a way, Debby never discredited another person's humanity at the moment in which it consisted of being able to look into his eyes.

We were programmed from the moment of birth to consider how cruelty is like a feline as he rubs himself on the legs of his master in a gesture of security; kind, and affectionate, but not every moment so well-intentioned.

The moment we grow up, we have to acquire a long agenda of advice so as not to allow us to slide into the cruel flank of the world. In our private, we clearly understood as if cruelty became so easy to perceive, possibly there were not be so much brutality and bad things happening with every closed door. In any case, we delude ourselves into thinking. possibly by pure insistence on a group, or because we run out of endless debate.

We delude ourselves in thinking about how we can distinguish an individual from whom he feels ecstatic in hurting, precisely because he wants to match a certain God, from a little boy traumatized in a dysfunctional lineage, from which the escape to his ancestral drama is to act with others in the same way he was created.

Cruelty and insanity mingle like thunder tearing a hazy sky. Scholars seek ways to separate such classifications, considering carefully chosen answers if a given individual can win a second chance before a merciless court.

There is no certain escape, in a certain way. A madman is doomed for every moment in the infinity of memories as they eat his little human consciousness. A bad person has both feet in front of an electric chair, ready to pay for his crimes on the other side of this life.

Nowadays, Debby still wonders what is the accuracy of such methods for the understanding of real chaos, at the moment when the end of every moment will be the still. Insanity or cruelty; you will end all the time with your neurons fried by shock treatment, given by individuals as they consider themselves common. Whether in the course of an electroconvulsive therapy treatment or an electric chair.

The young woman understands how there is nothing more cruel than our memories. Still determined how they can be linked to the good moments, every moment leaves a strange intuition of unrealism when being remembered. She doesn't appreciate thinking about how many people enjoy life in a private trial about her past decisions.

However, unfortunately, our brain every moment has had the role of absorbing and accumulating memories, although there are individuals who, like Debby, can easily turn off the key as it allows them to be fully aware of their actions.

We are haunted by homicidal thoughts from the moment of our first years, at the moment when we get angry with the lack of affection of our loved ones. At the moment we realize how our efforts to draw the attention of those we love are not getting results.

We make an illusion in which we can kill and get away with it. From the early moment, we are easily irritated by someone else's attitude, and in any case, we are not doomed by this thing. How could we, anyway? The curses of an angry child are nothing more than words thrown into the wind. They don't worry about the weather.

Time is, in fact, an accomplice to the cruelty of our memories. It is unreal to hide from a little monster as he squeezes his claws against his brain, causing lancinating memories as they pass in front of his impotent open eyes. This is the weather. A monster as it is capable of deceiving us with its illusory chronology. An animal does not retort the determined person besides himself either and condemns us with its functional complexity.

Debby every moment believed that time, excruciating memories, and insanity as she takes hold of her mind every moment were the future of the dysfunctional lineage as she has been educating her over the years. Although he did not have enough conviction about his personal decisions as he did in life, he only had the most remote perception of how anything was already wrong earlier than one can suspect.

The intuition as Debby every moment had is that of how a determined person never imagines how a child can be suffering at home, even more so at the moment when the home is formed by a father and a mother as they demonstrate a perfect image in the eyes of society in general. At the moment how these children become adults, science tries to explain and understand how negligence and

In particular to the woman named Debby Killian, the chaos began at the moment when her parents decided to get married, no matter how the relationship from the moment of beginning became toxic and immoral for certain ones as he saw from the outside.

Mrs. Killian consisted of being a young and energetic woman. I had a common detachment from a certain affective demonstration. Debby can't even remember at the moment how they hugged each other for the last time they saw each other.

It consisted of being a woman she did not let herself get sick for anything in this world; she emitted how the pain of childbirth won a certain other illness, and for this thing, she never let herself be put down by a cold or similar disease. She fastened the golden curls in her hair with the hair fixer and filled her lips with a red tone as closed as she almost reached the black, before leaving for work in the city center.

He worked as a receptionist in a clothing store, and every moment he returned home, he filled the cold walls of the place with his comments about each superb customer he had been forced to attend. Still, with so much harshness in her words, Debby noticed how her mother's eyes sparkled at the remote mention of her work.

Curiously, this brightness was extinguished at the moment when she was serving her husband and daughter during dinner. It consisted of being as if that house - their presence - disappeared the brightness as it defined who consisted of being that woman.

Mr. Killian consisted of being the opposite. A robust individual with thick eyelashes, absolutely short hair, and full lips. He consisted of being a private driver from the moment when the company he worked for collapsed in disgrace. At the moment when the wife arrived home much later than her work schedule required, she would shoot them a quick kiss and get stuck in the kitchen, from where she only left with dinner ready.