You do not listening as man in hat say, “Move, bear, move to stool.” He whip at your air to warn you. He say, “It come next to whip unless you moving!” You do not moving.
Man in hat see your not move as insolence. He grit teeth as he whip your head over and over. You are bleed from neck and mouth. He whip again. Say, “Get to stool. Now.”
You sit.
Want avoiding to pain.
Suffering to end.
It never end.
Man in hat whip again and again.
He say, “Now.”
You chose to…