I live a humble yet happy life with my husband and son, but there's one problem. I don't know who he takes after, but my son has terrible language. I was worried that he would grow up like this when tragedy struck suddenly. One day, classmates who were upset by my son's bad language attacked me. No matter how much I resisted...how much I apologized...I wasn't forgiven and they kept violating me with smiles on their faces as if they had gotten a new toy.
