Lahat ng Kabanata ng Everyone's Hero but Mine: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 9

I used to think I had a happy life. Dad was a doctor, and Mom was a reporter. But that changed when the first story Mom covered went viral.She helped a woman escape her abusive husband and exposed what he had done, even after he threatened her.The public hailed Mom as a champion of justice, and she seemed to have found a cause she truly believed in. After that, she devoted herself to uncovering stories that had been hidden from the public.At first, Dad fully supported her work. Then one day, while Dad was treating a murderer who had attempted suicide, he ran into Mom, who had snuck into the hospital.To Dad, the man was still a patient, and his job was to save lives.Mom disagreed. She didn't think a murderer deserved to live. She wanted to write about his case for the newspaper because she believed it would teach young people a lesson.She insisted she was right, but Dad refused. "Did you ever stop to ask why he did it? His mother was humiliated, and he felt he had no other c

Death didn't bring the release I had imagined. I didn't go to heaven or come back in another life. I was left to wander the earth as a ghost, forgotten by everyone.The only good thing about being dead was that I could go anywhere I wanted. I drifted aimlessly until I eventually found myself back home.The apartment was still empty. Maybe Mom was still out there fighting for what she believed in and chasing her dreams.As I stood there feeling sorry for myself, the sounds of a celebration from the apartment downstairs caught my attention.A little girl was having a birthday party. Her family had gathered around her, and I couldn't help envying how happy she looked.Mom had come home for my birthday once too, when I was ten. When Grandma told me she was coming, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night.First thing the next morning, I put on the new pink dress Grandma had bought me and asked her to put my hair in pigtails. Then I went to the edge of the village and waited f

News of my death blew up online after that blogger found my body while exploring the abandoned building.Mom's media company wanted to take advantage of the sudden attention, so they sent their star reporter, Mom, to cover the story.I never imagined I would follow her back to the place where I had been brutally murdered.Mom had worked with the police many times over the years. After showing her press ID, she began filming her report at the scene.Once she finished, she felt strangely drawn to the abandoned, half-finished building nearby.She stepped over collapsed debris and foul-smelling garbage until she reached the open area where I had often been beaten. A few bloodstains still lay hidden beneath the dust.Then something in the grass caught the light.Mom went straight over. Some instinct told her it might be important. She carefully searched through the grass until she found a bracelet hidden near the roots.Then I remembered. The bracelet was mine.After Ruby and the o

After the truth about my death came out, Grandma took my body back to the village so she could lay me to rest. I watched my body, already beginning to decay, lying motionless in the casket.At the wake, Grandma sat alone beside my casket, her eyes red as she quietly wept. A sudden pain tore through my chest, and I could barely breathe.Still, Grandma forced herself to greet everyone who came to pay their respects.The last person I expected to see was Mom. I had assumed she would be relieved I was dead. With me out of her life, she could finally move on without ever looking back.She hadn't forgotten me after all.Grandma looked pale and worn, but the moment Mom appeared, hatred flashed in her eyes. "What are you doing here? Get out! Sadie is dead now. Are you happy?"Around them, the villagers began pointing and whispering."I heard she didn't even care when they called to say Sadie was dead. She just asked why they were bothering her.""Poor Sadie was such a sweet girl. She d