Against my family

"You're looking at me like I'm a monster.Don't be ridiculous! Monsters aren't nearly as charming as I am”



The machines beep faster, my voice growing weaker, but my spirit remains unbroken, even in the face of death tears welled down my eyes.



“Mum please”. my voice was barely a whisper.



"Oh, don't look at me like that. I promise this will hurt a lot less if you stop struggling... but where's the fun in that?". As she finally unplugged the oxygen on my mouth.



"I wonder, do you think people will remember you?.probably not... but don't worry, i will keep your memory alive in my own little way, and make sure your burial is one of the best”.She stood up immediately and left.



I felt my soul leaving my body, my world was already turning dark.Tears became my first choice.



At that moment it dawned on me that I had lived a pitiful life, I had no moment of happiness in life. and because of the people I called my family never took me as one.