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Chapter 9

Author: Bearly
Everyone looked at Mom like she was crazy.

Who could blame them?

She had been the one who insisted that I stole the class fund, but now she was going around explaining that I hadn't.

Mom didn't care what anyone else thought.

She went from house to house and explained everything like she was punishing herself.

Back then, she had made me atone for my sins against Jaslyn.

Now, she thought this was her way of atoning for what she'd done to me.

'But, Mom, I really don't need you to do this. No
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  • Nina Is Not a Thief   Chapter 9

    Everyone looked at Mom like she was crazy.Who could blame them?She had been the one who insisted that I stole the class fund, but now she was going around explaining that I hadn't.Mom didn't care what anyone else thought.She went from house to house and explained everything like she was punishing herself.Back then, she had made me atone for my sins against Jaslyn.Now, she thought this was her way of atoning for what she'd done to me.'But, Mom, I really don't need you to do this. None of this matters to me anymore.'In the end, Mom carried fruit and paid a visit to the classmate who used to sit next to me.After entering the house, she called my classmate out. "Nina was allergic to mangoes. There's no way she could have stolen yours. You falsely accused her back then."My classmate looked confused.She had long since forgotten about the incident.Mom broke down again before grabbing her by the shoulders and shaking her."How could you forget? That incident caused Nin

  • Nina Is Not a Thief   Chapter 8

    Jaslyn failed one of her subjects.Mom shouted, "How can you be so useless? Nina always came in first place. Why are you so much worse than her?"The truth was that my grades hadn't always been good either.After what had happened back then, I realized that Mom had loved and trusted Jaslyn because she was a model student and an obedient child.I thought that maybe if I studied hard enough, Mom would trust me too.Maybe she would finally believe that I wasn't a thief.I hit the books and worked my tail off until I finally hit number one in my class.But when I brought my report card to Mom, she only said, "You're trying to imitate Jaslyn. It makes me sick."That was when I finally understood that no matter what I did, I could never compare to someone who was already dead.When I came back to my senses, Jaslyn had already torn up her report card.After being criticized and belittled for so long, she finally couldn't take it anymore.She pointed at Mom's face and screamed, "Nin

  • Nina Is Not a Thief   Chapter 7

    "Nina didn't steal the class fund. You shouldn't have blamed her."Mom was stunned. "Are you sure there wasn't a mistake? Nina was the one who stole the money. I know my daughter better than anyone.""If you don't believe me, you can go to the security office and watch the surveillance footage yourself." My homeroom teacher paused before adding, "This is the first time I've met a mother who doesn't trust her own child."Mom instinctively raised her voice. "It's not that I don't trust her. She has a history of stealing."Since she didn't steal it, she could have just explained herself. Why did she have to run out of the house for no reason and get herself killed on the road? She threw her life away for nothing."The school bell rang, signaling that my homeroom teacher had to go to class.Before leaving, she told Mom, "There's a diary among Nina's belongings. You should read it. Nina loved you."Mom only responded with an indifferent 'oh' to pretend she didn't care.But the momen

  • Nina Is Not a Thief   Chapter 6

    I didn't want to watch.My soul drifted aimlessly until I somehow returned to my own corpse.Perhaps it was caused by my lingering attachment.Since I had never been properly laid to rest, I kept wandering back and forth between Mom and my body.But this time, my corpse had already been stitched back together.The forensic pathologist had even thoughtfully restored my appearance and covered my exposed body with a white sheet.The driver who hit me and the homeless man had both been arrested, but each of them had their own excuses.The driver said, "It was too dark. I really couldn't see her clearly and thought she was a stray dog. Besides, what kind of parent lets their child go out alone so late at night? You can't really blame me for this."The homeless man said, "After she was hit, I watched for a long time, but no one came to collect her body. I thought she was an orphan. That's why I got the wrong idea and dragged her away."Each of them acted as if he were completely jus

  • Nina Is Not a Thief   Chapter 5

    Jaslyn wasn't dead.Everything I had suffered over the past two years had been nothing but a cruel joke.An overwhelming sense of injustice came rushing over me like a flood.I broke down and sobbed.Mom had always said, "Why wasn't it you who burned to death?"You're the one who killed Jaslyn!"Why aren't you dead yet?"She made me kneel before Jaslyn's portrait and repent every single day.She took out all her hatred and resentment on me. Whenever she was unhappy, she would beat me viciously with a stick until she felt better.I often curled up on the floor in pain while begging for mercy.She would say, "When Jaslyn died, she suffered ten thousand times more than this. This is what you owe her."Jaslyn’s death had been weighing so heavily on me that I could barely breathe.I couldn't let myself relax for even a moment.I couldn't allow myself the slightest happiness or freedom.I had to live every second beneath the shadow of guilt. My life had been bought with Jaslyn'

  • Nina Is Not a Thief   Chapter 4

    The last house Mom visited belonged to the classmate who sat next to me.When we arrived at her door, I couldn't help resisting.But as a drifting soul, I had no choice but to follow Mom inside with the fruit.After Jaslyn died, this girl was the first person to bully me.She led the others in mocking me for being a thief. Every day, she treated me like a source of entertainment, scribbling all over my books, stuffing trash into my desk, and even dragging me into the bathroom to beat and kick me.I became terrified of her beatings and turned to Mom for help. But Mom only said, "Jaslyn was burned alive. You can't even handle being bullied a little?"After that, the girl only got worse.One day, she grabbed me by the hair and forced hot sauce into my mouth.My entire body reeled as the spice scorched its way from my mouth down to my stomach.I pushed her away and started coughing violently.The situation escalated, and our homeroom teacher called both of our parents to school.

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