A controlling mother
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Mom always said I was the toughest kid in the family—that nothing could kill me, no matter what they put me through.
That’s why whenever my little sister messed up, I was the one who took the fall.
When my sister got addicted to sneaking cough syrup, Mom spiked my syrup with poisonous herbs, just to scare her.
As I was being loaded into the car, coughing up blood, she casually told the checkpoint guards that our transit pass was forged.
Dad was shaking with rage, but she didn't even blink. "That's what you get for forgetting our anniversary," she told him.
That day, with her own two hands, she destroyed three separate chances to save my life.
That’s why whenever my little sister messed up, I was the one who took the fall.
When my sister got addicted to sneaking cough syrup, Mom spiked my syrup with poisonous herbs, just to scare her.
As I was being loaded into the car, coughing up blood, she casually told the checkpoint guards that our transit pass was forged.
Dad was shaking with rage, but she didn't even blink. "That's what you get for forgetting our anniversary," she told him.
That day, with her own two hands, she destroyed three separate chances to save my life.
















































