Mom, Dad, Please Love Me Once More

As I lay on the floor, my breathing came out weakly. I no longer had the strength to fight back.Naomi, my sister, was crying badly. To comfort her, I endured the pain and shook my head slightly.The enraged kidnapper grabbed my hair. “Are you the one who revealed our location?”My scalp hurt, and I was forced to look up.When we were first kidnapped, I had two of my fingers cut off. More were eventually cut off. When I no longer had any fingers left, the kidnappers moved to my feet.The mutilated parts were already putrid and necrotic. Every single day, they hurt.Compared to that, being beaten did not hurt as much.Yesterday, the kidnappers gave Naomi and I each one minute to talk to our parents.While Naomi cried and spoke to our mother, she also dropped hints as to where the kidnappers held us.It was no wonder why the kidnappers moved us elsewhere overnight. Our mother must have called the police.My parents cared a lot about Naomi. I wanted them to be happy, so I swore

The kidnappers who had cut my fingers and feet warned my parents not to do anything stupid. Otherwise, they would be delivering Naomi’s fingers to them next time.On the day they called the police, Naomi had provided hints of the address while seemingly complaining about her situation. Since my mother knew her like the back of her hand, she soon realized what Naomi was trying to say.But they were too late. When the police arrived, the kidnappers had already moved us to another location.In their rage, the kidnappers accidentally killed me.When the next day arrived, the kidnappers really did give my parents Naomi’s finger.When my mother received the package, she was not at all surprised to see the finger inside.After all, she had received such a package a few times over the last few days, and she threw the package into the trash can beside her.If she had taken a closer look, she would have noticed that the finger was thin and fair, which was a sign that her owner usually too

The police had not made any progress in the case for a long time, so they came to our house.My mother reluctantly brought them to my room.“This is your daughter’s room?” The police stared at the room in shock.My room was right next to the servants’. It was the smallest room with the worst living conditions. It could not even compare to the servants’ quarters.Feeling guilty, my mother said, “She chose it herself.”When I first arrived at my family’s house, I did have a big room, but Naomi often said that I went to her room to demand her to go back to her true family. My parents thought that I needed to be taught a lesson.So, they had me move to a servant’s room.“Can we take this strand of hair?” The police picked up a strand of hair from the pillow.“We have a few more questions. Please ask your other daughter to come down.”Naomi was a little nervous when she saw the police, but she soon composed herself.The police stared at her and asked, “Could you give us the specif

“Jane?” my mother called out.Jane, the housekeeper, came forward. My mother pointed at the closet and rebuked her, “Is this how you treated my daughter? Why doesn’t she have any proper clothes?”Jane looked at the closet. “You said that we weren’t to give her any new clothes to teach her a lesson.”My mother seemed to have forgotten about it. She only realized what exactly had happened after being in shock for a long time.“I’m such a horrible mother.” My mother held the few articles of clothing I had and wept. “Dawn, you have to get yourself a good mother if you ever get reincarnated. I’ve let you down.”She cried in my room for an entire night. The next day, she went to the police station with swollen, red eyes.She wanted to meet Naomi, but the police stopped her. “Apologies, but Naomi Lewis is a suspect. She took part in the planning of the kidnapping.”“That’s impossible! Naomi is a good girl!”“Calm down, Ma’am. She was indeed in cahoots with the kidnappers to kidnap the

They wanted to kill, but if they got blood on their hands, they would be punished by the law.The people in the house noticed something wrong and wanted to run, but it was already too late.With gasoline feeding the fire, the fire soon spread to every area of the house.Pained screams and shouts for help came from within, but my parents had already bolted the door from outside.Their faces were twisted in savagery, and their eyes were filled with the joy of vengeance.“You hurt my daughter and said she’s misfortunate! You should die with her!”The villagers soon realized that there was a fire and worked hard to put it out because they did not want the fire to burn the other houses.But by the time the fire was put out, it was too late for the people in the house. They already burned to death.Only their burnt corpses were left behind.My parents were brought into the police station that day itself, but they had already lost their minds and did not care about whatever verdict t