ed for my brother to come back a
ane crash, leav
a constant source of
on the anniversary of his death, they force
nued for e
y life, but on my eighteenth birthday,
o my mother for help, but she harshly reprimanded me."
ther returning, my son wouldn't have died. If only it h
s merciless
arkened screen, I sudden
e like me, who only brought h
r eight years, returned with his pregnant wife,
thday, I made a
death of my
ly, with loving parents a
pple of eve
hone call I made on my birthday, asking
n a plane crash an
s have harbored inten
insist on your brother returning?
not only my brother'
nts' accusations continuous
hy did I call him back, why did I cause
de that call, would
s world, and no one is wil
n, my life revolved arou
-my birthday-my parents would have me visit his grav
ered enough, I was found and brutall
as desperately tr
n in a pendant shaped like a cute white
work, he had offe
and to save me, my mother was dragged
ed in the chest try
help, we narrowl
or my safety, gave me a pendant, whi
e said, "I can't always be there f
by the criminal and tried to stab
ast chance
y remember everyth
rious tools, each blow
ression seemed t
uch so that I wept uncontrollab
bones breaking could be so lou
and everything in front of
to uncons