On MURDER!!! Translated…
The clothing iron managed to iron her husband’s cloth to smooth and pretty. However, the clothing iron is also, quite dangerous, the scar on her arm, was made by the clothing iron. Her husband said that it wasn’t the clothing iron’s fault, that she was too careless in using it; the shirt wasn’t ironed perfectly, her fault, can’t blame the clothing iron. No matter what, the clothing iron doesn’t get blamed, it’s always the person using it that’s at fault. She’d agreed with him too, especially today. At this moment, she’d felt like that clothing iron, that no matter what, it wasn’t her fault, that it was, the person controlling her who’s at fault. She had the clothing iron in her right hand, she’d looked down at her husband whom she’d, beaten down, and thought.
imagine getting HIT by this on your heads…not my photo…
So, imagine how hard this woman must’ve been pushed, that she’d finally, CRACKED? And, imagine HOW many times, she must have endured through her own husband’s verbal insults, abuse, how many times she was told she wasn’t good enough at what she did, and that, was what had, led to this murder!!!
Life, the Obstacle Course 