My mother was getting even more annoyed hearing her brothers' words. She pulled out the infusion needle from my hand with extreme rudeness.
"You are so vicious! Your brother is so nice to you, yet you still want to harm him!"
I grimaced in pain and blood immediately seeped out of my wrist.
"Mom, I didn't ...."
"Drag her away! Don't let her get any closer to Oliver again!"
No one listened to my explanation, my uncles just took me away.
I was hung upside down under a big tree on the back hill.
"We just don't believe that we can't cure your stubborn temper!"
"We won't fall for your trap anymore."
"Remember and learn from today's mistakes! You will thank us later."
Three days later, my parents finally brought Oliver home.
Seeing that I was not at home, my mother got angry again.
"What a rebellion! It's been three days and she still hasn't come back. Is she really going to run away from home?"
"What a useless piece of shit! She can't even handle a little frustration. It's better for her to die and be reborn soon!"
"How much homework will she miss again? Will her graduation be delayed?? Why doesn't she want to graduate soon? I'm so mad!"
My father pursed his lips without saying anything. After putting Oliver to bed, he pushed open the door of my room.
He saw a few large blood-red words displayed on my wall which were particularly eye-catching.
[Mom, if I die, will I no longer be useless?]
My father's heart trembled as he searched around anxiously.
My diary was on the desk, with a line of words on it.
[Mom, you are a murderer just like them.]
His heart was pounding and when he was about to open the diary ....
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Police!"
