I Sent My Sister To Hell
My older sister was always kind-hearted, while I was born a natural troublemaker.
When the intense heatwave struck, our family stocked up on supplies and stayed indoors.
My sister saw a little boy, who seemed about seven or eight years old, crying and asking for help. She decided to take him in.
“We’ve plenty of supplies anyway. One more person won’t make much difference. Besides, he’s just a child.”
I warned her that the boy looked oddly mature and might not be as innocent as he seemed. I suggested we observe him a bit longer.
She said I was a cold-hearted troublemaker by nature. Then, she went and let him in anyway.
Not just that, but she also convinced our mother to force me to shar