All Chapters of Mother's Experiment: The Key to Insanity: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

When my mother, Florence Hills, woke me up, the sky was still dark. Dragging my exhausted body out of bed, I saw her already fiddling with her tablet again."There's celery juice on the table," she said. "Drink it."I frowned, my stomach twisting at the sight of the same murky green sludge she made every morning. The smell alone made me queasy."What's that face for? If you can't even get down one glass of celery juice, how do you expect to amount to anything? "I've given you the best of everything, and I barely eat or buy anything for myself. And you can't even drink one glass?"Her words pressed against me like a heavy weight, and I suddenly couldn't breathe."See? You never listen to me, and now, your asthma's acting up again. This is a special nutritional blend I made just for you. Do you think you'd still be alive if it weren't for me? Hurry up and drink it."I was about to protest, but the words died in my throat when she pulled out a handful of syringes.The sight made

Chapter 2

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a hospital.A few feet away, a cheerful family was laughing together. I watched them with a faint pang of envy.“Why is she allowed to eat a burger?” I asked.The doctor blinked in surprise. “Sorry, what did you say?”“Those are junk food. Mom told me since I was little that eating them is bad for my health,” I replied.The doctor smiled patiently as he explained, “You don’t need to worry that much. Eating something like that once in a while won’t hurt you.”I shook my head quickly. “No. Mom would be upset if she found out.”A bitter smile tugged at my lips.In my almost 18 years, I had never once eaten my fill, all for the sake of Mom’s so-called idea of a “perfect body", let alone a burger.Just then, Mom burst into the room. Without a word, she marched straight to the doctor and started yelling, pointing her finger right at his face.“What kind of quack are you? Do you even have any professional ethics? How dare you tell my child to ea

Chapter 3

When they shoved me hard against the wall, pain shot up my spine. Someone grabbed my collar, yanking me upright before their fist slammed into my chest.A muffled sound escaped my throat, and tears spilled down my cheeks before I could stop them."You're always so cold, like a walking corpse. Everyone's upset, and you're still standing here smiling?" another said.I wanted to tell them I wasn't smiling on purpose—that I didn't want to be someone incapable of showing sadness—but Mom's control left me no choice. All that appeared on my face was that hollow, mechanical smile.I tried to shrink into the corner, but they dragged me back out, slamming my face against the wall until the skin scraped raw. A sharp sting burned across my cheek."Are you still trying to hide? You did it on purpose, didn't you? The whole school knows you're the one who bully that dog."…By the time evening came, my homeroom teacher, Aaron Throne, walked me home and briefly explained the situation to Mom.

Chapter 4

Mom yanked at my dress as she scolded me, as if wearing it were something shameful, something indecent.The sting on my cheek spread all the way to my chest, burning deep. "Mom, they're my best friends," I pleaded. "Please stop."Her anger flared. "You used to listen to me. You did whatever I said without question. However, ever since you started hanging around with them, you've learned to argue and lie to me. "Tell me, how can a bunch of useless nobodies like them be called friends?"I closed my eyes, my breath trembling as anger and humiliation clawed at my chest. The pressure caved in on me with such force that it almost suffocated me. Just as I was about to fight back, my body froze.Maybe my emotions had spiked too high and triggered the microchip. Suddenly, all my sadness and anger vanished, leaving only a crushing emptiness. For a moment, it felt like resisting no longer had any meaning.I couldn't remember how I got home that night.…After the party came finals week,

Chapter 5

The class suddenly erupted when someone shouted angrily, "Elsa, how could you treat Mr. Thorne like that? He's always been so kind to you! Do you even have a bit of conscience?"A strange pang shot through my chest. I didn't understand why. The way they talked about Mr. Thorne didn't match the man I remembered in my mind.My 18th birthday was just around the corner. Mom had planned a grand live broadcast to show the world the chip and the "perfect version" of me.She had been so busy preparing for it that she had started neglecting her control over me, and because of that, fragments of old memories began to resurface.I had always believed my grandfather died of natural causes. I never knew I was the one who stood by and did nothing.After that parent-teacher meeting, Mom had been furious with me. She decided to punish me in the most logical way possible.She erased my fear, sorrow, empathy—every negative emotion I had.…That weekend, I felt unnaturally calm.My grandfather,

Chapter 6

Mom smiled brightly at the camera. "Good evening, everyone. Today is my daughter's 18th birthday. Thank you all for tuning in to the live broadcast. As the lead test subject, I'm honored to introduce you to the AetherSync System."I was led into the camera's view by one of the developers from the lab."As you can all see," Mom began proudly, "Elsa has been able to grow up carefree and flawless because I implanted a microchip in her the moment she was born. The chip in her body can block pain, enhance memory, and perfect her personality."As soon as Mom finished speaking, the live-stream's viewership skyrocketed. The comment section exploded with excitement."Is this real? That means I'll never have to worry about my son's grades again!""My kid keeps hanging out with bad influences. With this system, I could rewrite his memories so he only plays with good students!""Where can we get this implant? We need it right now!"Mom beamed at the flood of comments. When her gaze shifted

Chapter 7

Mom's face blanched for an instant before she forced herself to remain calm.She scoffed and gave the "robot" beside her a hard slap on the head. "Stop pretending. Don't you dare pull this nonsense with me today of all days. You know exactly what occasion this is. "If you don't behave, you can forget about things going well for you from now on."Then, as Mom turned back to the camera, her expression instantly shifted into a flawless, media-ready smile. "Don't worry, everyone. She's just a bit tense, that's all. Let's have Elsa demonstrate her incredible memory for you, shall we?"Mom looked at the version of me that had been turned into a machine expectantly, saying, "Go ahead, Elsa."On the livestream, the robot slowly turned its head toward the dark camera lens. Its lips moved stiffly as it began to recite a string of numbers.Then, it froze, staring straight into the camera. "Memory failure. Data corrupted."The voice that came out sounded like a damaged tape recorder.For

Chapter 8

"In the name of a life without pain or flaws, you thought you had the right to tamper with her memories? You erased her love for painting simply because you disapproved of it, taking away even the sorrow she felt from being constantly called useless."And when I gave her a hairpin as a small gesture of friendship, you twisted it into so-called puppy love before forcing her to cut off everyone she cared about."With every word Chris said, Mom's face grew paler. "Shut up! You don't know anything!" she shouted."Oh, I know plenty," he snapped. "You blocked her senses over and over again. Even when she tripped and fell, you disabled her ability to feel pain. She couldn't feel anything anymore—not pain, not joy, not even the fact that she was still alive."Chris pulled out a letter I had given him three days ago.Mom's eyes locked onto the folded sheet. "What is that?"His voice trembled with sorrow. "This is from Elsa. She left it for both of us."He unfolded the letter and began to

Chapter 9

I gave a faint, self-mocking smile. "It's fine, Mom. I just feel sorry for that little girl."Aria sighed. "Some parents never learn. What's the point of regretting it now? Why push a child so hard? It doesn't matter whether they're a genius or not. As long as they're happy, that's what really matters."Edward shook his head. "If she were our child, we'd love her even more."Aria turned to me with a gentle smile. "Sweetie, just focus on getting better. Whatever you want to do in the future, your dad and I will support you completely."Her words sent a wave of warmth through me. I smiled softly. "I know, Mom. I just hope that little girl gets to be your daughter in her next life."Not long after, I settled into my new family's life. I had loving parents and an adorable dog. For the first time, I could finally be myself.…A few days later, I heard about Mom again.She had filed a lawsuit against the company that created the microchip implanted in me, claiming that long-term use

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