LOGIN"Love is priceless. It should never be exchanged for anything. And it should never be hidden behind self-deception, pretending not to face one’s own selfishness."We should never control children. Never force them into a rigid framework that strips them of their natural vitality."I hope all mothers will take me as a warning. Don't repeat my mistakes, and don't make excuses for favoritism. If you love, then love both together."After saying this, Mom entered a psychiatric hospital with a head full of white hair and a face worn by hardship.Dad tried to persuade her many times.However, Mom said, "I was capable of replacing every long stick with a short one. Such a vicious thing, and I thought of it myself. If that isn’t mental illness, then what is? I won’t leave."Dad failed to persuade her and could only let her go.Life in the psychiatric hospital was not easy, but Mom treated the suffering as atonement. Only when her body hurt did her heart stop hurting.After all, Asher st
Dad was afraid Mom would strangle Asher again, so he carried Asher away.The house fell into chaos.Only then did Mom realize that in the past, whenever the floor was dirty, I would quietly sweep it up. Asher wouldn’t.Even without drawing lots, I did the housework. I helped her shoulder the burden. I loved her quietly, without asking for anything."In this house, it's only you," she sobbed. "Your father goes to work, comes home, drinks, and plays cards. Asher only knows how to play games and eat."Mom collapsed onto my body and cried until her voice broke. "Only you helped me the moment you got home from school. Only you were willing to help me."My son. My little Silas. I was wrong. I know I was wrong."Mom bought me a large coffin. She personally painted a little bear on it, the one I liked most. The coffin lid was painted teal and decorated with toys. It looked beautiful and expensive.I happily drifted inside and lay down, smugly sharing it with Snowy."Snowy, look. My le
"Your parents regret it," Snowy said.I was shocked too. Mom had actually cried for me.Me. The one with the worst luck in the house. The one who had never once drawn the long stick.And yet Mom felt sad for me?I didn’t understand.Mom brought me back from the forensic examination center. She bought me many beautiful clothes.Unfortunately, my body had already decomposed badly. Fluid kept seeping out and quickly stained the clothes, and the smell was awful."Mom, why did Silas become so ugly? And why does he smell so bad?"Asher’s timid question made Mom slap him hard across the face.Asher didn’t dare speak anymore, but Mom didn’t see the flash of malice that crossed his eyes.Dad bought me many things too. They seemed to want to make up for everything they had owed me over the past ten years. However, everything they bought me were not things I liked."Anyone who knows Silas can tell these aren’t meant for him. To anyone else, they look like they were bought for Asher," M
The stray cat, Snowy, suddenly appeared beside me. I was surprised to realize that it, too, had become a soul."Asher held a grudge against me for scratching him, so he beat me to death with a stick."I had just been happy that it could talk. After hearing that, though, I couldn’t smile anymore."I’m sorry...""It’s fine. Stray cats don’t live long anyway. Following you, I can go find your grandma. She was a good person. She even fed me tasty chicken breast."I wanted to go find Grandma, too, but I couldn’t leave this house at all.Asher was still crying his heart out. Truthfully, a small part of me felt satisfied. I guess I was a bad kid too.The autopsy was completed. It was confirmed that the body was indeed mine, Silas Vale. I had no external injuries, and only my fingerprints were found on the short stick embedded in my neck. So Mom and Dad were released without charge.They returned home in silence. Like walking corpses, they sat down on the sofa, staring blankly for near
The officers' expressions looked terrible. Mrs. Whitlock screamed.Mom and Dad stood frozen in place, as if they had gone stupid."I told you something must have happened to Silas. This stench is wrong no matter how you think about it. You’re his parents. How could you not notice?"Look at him. A living child, now rotted into a pile of mush. How could you be so careless? You didn't check in on him even after so many days."Mrs. Whitlock uncovered the birthmark on my foot. Even mixed with blood and flesh, its shape was still clearly visible."Impossible... impossible..." Dad refused to believe it. He wore an expression so warped it looked almost like a joke.However, neither Dad nor Mom shed tears.When Grandma died, they cried. Mrs. Whitlock had said it was because Grandma was their closest relative, so they had felt sad and cried.Then why did they not feel sad when I died? Was I not their closest family?I felt a little hurt. Silently, I drifted into a corner and squatted do
The lottery box had been knocked over and had fallen to the ground.Inside, there were no long sticks at all. So it turned out that Mom and Dad never loved me.Just like Grandma had said, they only used the lottery as a shield, putting on a show of fairness while secretly doting on Asher.I started to feel cold even though I had already become a ghost.Because they thought I was sulking in my room, after Mom and Dad came back from the hospital, they began treating me like I was invisible. They no longer set out a bowl for me at mealtimes or called me to draw lots.Instead, they indulged Asher without restraint. It was as if I had never existed in this house.The neighbors started to feel that something was amiss and came knocking."Elena Vale, our window is right next to the window of Silas’s room. Don’t you smell it? There’s a stench. It smells like something rotting. And Silas hasn’t gone out these past few days. He hasn’t even gone to school."Mom was preparing a crab for Ash







