"What do you mean by deliberately not hiding? Are you trying to frame my family for domestic violence? Do you want me to bear such a bad name?"
"Don't think you can run away just because you pretended to spit out blood. Stay at home and don't go anywhere!"
"Mop the floor clean! It looks so dirty."
Then she turned and went into the room to pack her bag.
Oliver gave me his water bottle.
"Olivia, here ... drink some water!"
My father sighed.
"You know your mommy is a bit strict, but it's all for your own good."
"We specially invited your uncle here to help you. You should understand our good intentions."
So my father thought so.
In the room, my mother started arguing with him again.
"You lied so much to avoid going to school! You even cursed yourself to be blind!"
"Tell her that even if she dies, I will burn her homework so that even if she becomes a ghost, she can't escape from studying!"
My mother's words were like a knife, digging deeper into my wound.
Two months ago, I was locked in the restroom by a bully, stripped of my clothes and had nude photos taken of me.
When I cried and told my mother, she gave me a cold and indifferent look.
"Why don't they bully others, but you?"
"You are a useless, you might as well die and save yourself the trouble."
When I learned that the bullies included the daughter of the dean and the daughter of her client, my mother immediately brought gifts and asked me to apologize to the bully door-to-door.
"They were the ones who bullied me, why should I apologize?"
She slapped me in public.
"If you can bear it, bear it. If you can't bear it, bear it."
"If you hadn't done something wrong, would others have bullied you?"
Even her words crushed my heart.
"Mom, if I died, would you be sad?"
"Of course I won't feel sad for a loser and you don't have the courage to die!"
'Her words killed me again.
I wanted to ask her a question.
"Mom, if I die, I'm no longer a loser, right?"
Later, I attempted suicide by cutting my wrists, but my father saved me.
When my mother learned that I was hospitalized, she sneered.
"What a great acting! You can avoid going to campus again."
I felt so sad that I begged my father to help me take a leave of absence from campus.
Because I could imagine that as long as I went back, I would be beaten even worse.
There were also provocations from bullies in my phone watch.
"Your mom doesn't care about you, why don't you come and serve us obediently?"