Mom, I Was Good and Died Like You Wanted

I always thought I was the happiest kid in the world.

When I had a high fever in the middle of the night, Dad would carry me in his arms, walking a whole hour to the hospital.

When I said I wanted cake, they would spend their last fifty dollars just to make my wish come true.

But everything changed after my baby brother was born.

Mom started suspecting me, always thinking I would hurt him. She stopped showing me love.

She even made me eat and sleep with the dog, claiming it was to "build my character."