They Lost It When I Became Good
I'm the most obedient child in the village.
Since I've failed to keep an eye on my younger brother, which has resulted in him suffering from a fall, my adoptive mother, Patricia Henson, breaks my left lower leg bone with an iron poker.
"You useless bastard! Why can't you just die already? I was the one who saved your life, so you should pay me back with that life of yours!"
As I look up at Patricia, I nod quietly. "Okay, Mom."
Then, I turn around to grab the bottle of rat poison that's sitting on the kitchen counter. After unscrewing the cap, I begin chugging down the chemicals.
Patricia is shocked out of her mind by my antics. Her screams fill the kitchen as she lunges at me just to knock the bottle out of my hands. But I've already taken a huge gulp of the poison by then.
I end up getting sent to the hospital, where the doctors spend the next few days saving my life.
Due to the severity of this incident, it's reported on the news, allowing my biological parents to track me down.
Later on, they take me back to my actual home, which is a luxurious manor. But my older brother, Dominic Richmond, calls me filthy and wants me to cleanse myself properly.
So, I grab a steel scourer and begin scrubbing my entire body with it. It doesn't take long before I'm completely drenched in my own blood.
Some time later, Derek Richmond, my adopted younger brother whom everyone sings praises about, calls me disgusting with tears streaming down his cheeks. He also claims that he doesn't want to see me at all.
Dominic points at the balcony while yelling at me, "Can't you just die already?"
As I look at him, I just smile serenely. "Okay, Dominic."
After that, I jump off the balcony.
At that moment, I hear Dominic's hysterical screams.