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I just threw up, I could never stand the noises of children when they are the victims or when they see things they shouldn't. I don't know why it bothers me so much, making me feel nauseous and vomit. Maybe it's because I see children as something to protect and something vulnerable that reminds me of myself when I was a little kid. that feeling of panic and incomprehension that comes over you when you don't understand, but you know something is happening, and there's nothing you can do to defend yourself or try to change the situation. seeing my mother getting hit and having her teeth knocked out when she did nothing and I could do nothing to prevent it, If my father had still been alive I would have given him the final blow he deserved, and I truly believe this in the depths of my soul.