《Vem är jag?》5, Te
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Att vakna upp i ett främmande rum, är inte något Te brukar göra. Hon kollar ut genom fönstret över sängen. Solen var på väg upp. Hur länge hade hon varit här? Far och mor kommer vara så arga tänker hon förskräckt. Hon går fram till dörren och trycker sakta ner handtaget. Dörren öppnas ljudlöst och Te smyger ut. Hon hör viskade röster längre bort i den långa hallen. Hon kommer till vardagsrummet, där sitter Nike och Mason i soffan. De märker henne inte först. Te harklar sig och båda vrider hastigt på huvudet mot henne. "Jag måste gå nu" säger Te bestämt och går mot ytterdörren. "Vänta" säger Nike lågt och tar ett steg emot Te. Mason tar Nikes arm och skakar på huvudet. Te ger dem en glödande blick och smäller igen dörren efter sig.
Te tvekar vid dörren till hennes hem. Far och mor kommer inte bli glada när de ser henne. Hon öppnar försiktigt dörren, stänger den efter sig ljudlöst. Hon hör sorlet från tv:n. Det doftar köttgryta från köket och hennes mage kurrar. Hon går in i köket där Isolde står och blandar i en gryta. Hon vänder sig mot Te och suckar irriterat. "Petri!" ropar hon och tv:n stängs av. Tunga steg kommer emot köket, Tes hjärta börjar slå hårt innan för bröstet. Petri kommer in i köket och när han får syn på Te blir han rasande. "Hur vågar du?" morrar han "Lägga på i mitt öra, vara ute hela natten och inte komma hem fören det är mat". Te ser ner i marken. Petri går fram till henne, greppar tag i hennes haka och tvingar henne att se på honom. "Du vet vad som händer när du är olydig" säger han, släpper hennes ansikte och drar med henne i armen till källaren. Han släpar ner henne för trappan, hon gör inget mot stånd. Hon fick lära sig tidigt att det inte hjälpte. Han tänder lampan och spänner fast henne i träpelaren som står i mitten av rummet. Hon står med pannan mot det stickiga trät. Hon hör att han försöker hitta piskan i den stora lådan med olika föremål som alla blivit testade på henne, piskan är den ända som lämnar ärr efter sig. Utan förvarning som vanligt så hör hon första slaget, ylar av smärtan.
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