LOGINParents like to say every child is a part of them. In our house, I was but a splinter under the skin. Mom and Dad were a blended couple. They could not bring themselves to truly punish my stepbrother and stepsister, so they had me and turned me into their cautionary example. When my brother came last in his class, Dad locked me in a dog crate under the blazing sun to teach him what happened to people who refused to study. When my sister started dating too young, Mom drugged me and dumped me in a homeless encampment to show her what could happen if she was not careful. Then one day, Dad found a takeout receipt in the trash. He forced poisoned food into my mouth and made me swallow. "Today, I am going to teach you all a real lesson. This is what happens when you eat whatever you want behind our backs." Even as I coughed blood and writhed on the floor, Dad threw me into the punishment room. My brother and sister rushed to confess and begged Mom to let me out. But Mom only said coldly, "You two will learn this lesson properly today. When you have learned it, I will let him out." I sat on the floor as blood soaked through my shirt. As my consciousness faded, I finally understood. Dad, your last cautionary lesson had to be taught with my life.
View MoreThe next moment, a police car stopped at the cemetery entrance.Two uniformed officers stepped out and walked straight toward the crowd.The officer in front stopped before Dad."Michael Reed, you are suspected of aggravated assault and child abuse."You are now being taken into custody. Please cooperate."Dad did not resist.The officers moved beside him and pulled his hands behind his back.With a click, the handcuffs closed.Mom did not look at him.She turned away and lit another cigarette.Dad was taken away.After two steps, he suddenly stopped and looked back.He looked at the new headstone, at the small photo on it.In the photo, a little boy had short hair and a white T-shirt.Then Dad turned back and followed the officers step by step toward the police car.He walked very slowly, as if measuring the last of his freedom.The car door closed.The engine started, and the car slowly drove out of the cemetery.His trial happened three months later.The court fou
The funeral was held on the third day.Calling it a funeral was generous. It was very simple.No wake. No wreaths. No flowers.Mom said not to make a big event of it. I was too young to bear such scenes.But Megan disagreed."Zack had nothing when he was alive. He cannot leave with nothing too."In the end, they each gave in a little.They rented a small room at the funeral home with only a few rows of chairs and one photo.Andrew chose the photo.It was my school ID photo from seventh grade. My hair was short, I wore a white T-shirt, and my smile was careful.Andrew said it was beautiful."When Zack smiled, his eyes curved like the moon."Not many people came.Andrew stood in the front row with my urn in his arms.Megan cried so hard she could barely stand, leaning against a relative for support.Mom sat at the very front with her back to everyone.Her hair was completely white, and her hunched back looked like that of a woman in her seventies or eighties.She smoked
Because my body looked so terrible and had already begun to smell, I had to be cremated the next day.Mom signed the papers.Her hand shook the entire time, like a child just learning how to write.Dad begged all night."Let me hold him. Just once. Please. Let me hold him one last time."His voice was already hoarse, as if his throat had been scraped with sandpaper.He knelt on the floor, hair hanging loose, eyes swollen like bruised fruit.Andrew stood in front of the door."No."You cannot hurt him again."Dad's shoulders shook."Andrew, Dad only wants to hold Zack one last time."He is my own son. I raised him for so many years. How could I bear to hurt him?"Andrew laughed coldly."You raised him for so many years."And then you used those years to torture him to death."Mom crouched in the stairwell with a cigarette between her fingers.She had quit smoking for more than ten years.When she quit, she had sworn she would never touch cigarettes again.The flame li
The doctor knelt down and pressed his fingers to my neck for a long time.Then he looked up at Mom with sympathy."The child is gone. I am sorry."The sentence fell like a stone into dead water.Megan broke into a wail."Why? Why did this have to happen to him?"He was so young. Why did he have to leave this world?"Andrew knelt on the floor, forehead pressed to the ground."Why was it not me?"Zack, I hurt so much. Come back. Let me go instead, okay?"I was a coward. I did not protect you. I am sorry, Zack."Mom lifted her head. Tears ran down her sweat-soaked face."How could this happen?"She grabbed the doctor's coat with trembling fingers."Doctor, please save him."I will pay anything. I will sell the house and give you all the money. Please, save him."The doctor did not pull away. He only sighed softly."This is not about money."He paused and glanced at my purple-red body."The child ingested a large amount of toxin and was deprived of oxygen for a long time


















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