Some people are born without the ability to shed tears. I am one of those people. Even though I am in great pain inside, I have never shed tears because of such a great injustice.
When I was ten years old, my nightmare began.
It all started on that sunny afternoon when I took Bai Xinrou to the river and we played along the river bank.
Bai Xinrou is very curious and always chases butterflies and dragonflies. I follow her carefully, afraid that something might happen to her.
However, the accident still happened.
Bai Xinrou accidentally slipped into the river while chasing a butterfly. I reached out to pull her in a panic, but I only grabbed the corner of my sister's clothes and watched her being swept away by the current.
After Bai Xinrou was rescued, she stayed in the hospital with a high fever for three days and three nights. Her mother and father stayed by her side all the time, never leaving her side.
What I didn't expect was that the first thing she said after waking up was, "My sister pushed me."
At that time, I stood there in a daze, feeling an unprecedented fear and despair, and my heart almost jumped out of my chest.
"Not me."
What’s funny is that they didn’t listen to my explanation, but chose to believe Bai Xinrou’s words.
From that day on, my parents' attitude towards me changed 180 degrees.
They no longer looked at me with affection, but instead with suspicion and disgust.
At first, I felt extremely wronged and confused.
I don’t understand why my sister would wrongly accuse me and why my parents wouldn’t believe me.
I tried to explain to them, but every time I was met with ridicule and even beatings.
My heart gradually cooled and I began to doubt my own value and the meaning of my existence.
As time went on, my feelings of grievance turned into anger.
I hate Bai Xinrou for confusing right and wrong, I hate my parents for being partial, and even more I hate my own powerlessness.
I started to become withdrawn and stopped communicating with my family. I felt like my inner world was surrounded by thick walls.
My parents' deep dislike for me manifested itself in every aspect of our daily lives.
They no longer cared about my studies, no longer asked about my life, and even deliberately ignored my presence during family gatherings.
My father, drunk once, even accused her in front of relatives: "You evil woman, you even harmed your own sister. How could I have given birth to a daughter like you!"
As for my mother, she no longer loves me as much as before. Every time she sees me, her eyes are full of indifference and blame.
She always said to Bai Xinrou: "You must be careful in the future and don't let your sister bully you again."
These words stabbed my heart like a knife.
I often wonder, if I was the one born later, would everything be different?
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