Chapter 6

My best friend was frantic with worry, even considering clearing my name online.

But I didn't want that.

Hatred can blind people's eyes.

Fanaticism can also drown out the truth.

They wouldn't believe it, and she'd just end up getting cyberbullied along with me.

The situation escalated, and a crowd gathered at my door. My best friend couldn't get in, and I couldn't get out.

I cracked the last egg in my house and thought to myself.

Would I die in this room? Would my death bring out the truth?

I didn't know.

A chunk of meat hit me on the head, followed by angry curses from outside.

"Guess what this is? It's your obedient dog son! Dared to bite people, and this is what it gets."

"Torn to pieces, then flushed down the drain, mixed with the dirtiest, ugliest things."

...

The bowl in my hand instantly fell to the ground, shattering everywhere.

A strong stench of decay filled my nostrils.