I was dragged forward by iron chains."Quit dragging your feet, you little brat," one of the demon guards rumbled in a deep voice.I quickly picked up the pace, walking toward the center of Hell's trial platform under the hostile stares of the crowd.Standing on the other side were my family.In that moment, it suddenly hit me that I was the middle child, the one always dragged out and placed in front of my sister and brother, Grace and Tommy Lawson, as a living warning of what happened to disobedient kids.I was the example made to warn everyone else.The Grim Reaper saw me arrive and immediately spoke in a booming voice. "Silence, everyone! The trial is about to begin."He continued, "You're accusing your daughter, Joy Lawson, of slander, theft of emergency money, and conspiring with traffickers to sell her own siblings. If the charges are proven, she'll be executed on the spot, her soul destroyed, never to reincarnate! If the charges fail, you will bear the consequences. Do y
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