My Parents Poisoned Me for the SAT

Ten days before the SAT, my grades that should have gotten me into an Ivy League school suddenly plummeted.

My mind felt foggy. I couldn't solve even the simplest formulas.

I thought it was just too much pressure, until I accidentally opened my dad's phone search history.

"How to make your daughter fail an exam?"

"Where to buy a colorless, odorless drug that makes people stupid?"

In that moment, I felt like I'd fallen into a freezing abyss.

It turned out that to keep me tethered to them forever, my control-freak parents were working together to poison me.

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