After Five Years, She Still Wants My Corneas

My grandmother sat quietly, waiting for my mother to finish searching every corner before saying, "She's truly gone. Her body has already been donated. She said she wanted to make sure that you would never see her again in this life, whether alive or dead." My mother's face twisted with rage as she glared at my grandmother. "Mom, you're my mother. Do you even remember how Dad died? If it weren't for that wretched girl, Dad would still be fine. And Jeremy's eyes would still be perfect! I only want that murderer's cornea now! I'm not asking for her life! I truly regret adopting her!" My grandmother looked at her with disappointment written all over her face. "And she regrets being adopted by you." My mother kicked over a nearby chair. "If she doesn't show up, you'll be out on the street! The deed to this house is in my name. If I don't let you stay, you have no right to live here." She slammed the door on her way out. My grandmother collapsed onto the ground, her trembling hands

My mother didn't believe it, of course. The moment she saw the death certificate, her first reaction was to tear it up. "Wow, Mom, you're really something. You'd even go so far as to fake a death certificate? Aren't you afraid the police will come after you?"Was it that ungrateful wretch who told you to do this? I knew it was a mistake to take her in all those years ago. If there was nothing wrong with her, why would someone abandon her on the side of the road?"Some fortune teller must have predicted she was bad luck, so her family tossed her out…" She kept ranting, her insults flying without pause. It got to the point where my grandmother couldn't take it anymore. Since I was little, only my grandparents had ever truly treated me with kindness. They didn't play favorites between boys and girls and treated me and Jeremy equally. As for my mother, she firmly believed only sons were worth raising because they could take care of her in her old age. To her, raising a daughter

Those villagers wanted to take Jeremy, too, but he had a way out. He told them that he had set an automatic alarm. If he didn't cancel it within half an hour, the police would come.Although these people were thugs, they were still afraid of the police. Thus, they ignored Jeremy and dragged me away like a rag doll.They felt that no one would arrest them as long as they denied it. Besides, they had plenty of people who were in the same situation as me, yet nothing happened to them for all these years. Thus, they took me back without hesitation.That attempt to escape cost me dearly. They broke my knees and nailed my hands to the wall.As the village chief hammered the nails into my hands, he grinned and said, "This will make you behave. If you try to run again, I'll kill you. Since we're in the mountains, we can just dig a hole and bury you in it. Or we can feed you to the wolves! There would be nothing left of you then!"I glared at him as I imagined myself killing him in countle

While waiting for Jeremy to return, my mother went into the small, windowless room I had once lived in.I watched as she pushed open the door and entered the dusty and cluttered space. In that split second, I felt like crying, but ghosts couldn't cry.It had been many years since she last entered this room. As my mother looked around, memories seemed to flood back into her mind. When she sat at the bedside, her hand brushed against something.It was my diary.'Grandma told me that I would be dead by now if Mom hadn't taken me in, so I must respect her and never make her angry."'I turned five today, and Mom gave birth to a baby brother. He's so cute and soft. I promise I'll treat him well."'Jeremy started school, but he always hangs out with the bad kids and gets bullied. I have to protect him.''Jeremy doesn't seem to like me. He always tells lies and accuses me of things I didn't do. However, I won't be mad at him since he is my brother."Reading through the diary, my mother