Three Years After My Death, My Whole Family Wanted To Slap Me in The Face in a Live Stream

Three years after I’d been sealed away beneath the ceiling, my so-called family finally hired a ghost-hunting streamer to uncover the truth behind my “fake” death.

During the live session, my mother clung tightly to Jesica Meyer—my replacement, the imposter daughter—and cried while scolding me as a heartless, ungrateful monster.

My brother’s voice was cold and cutting. “Back when she was still around, she was always pulling dirty tricks to hurt Jesica. And now she’s faked her own death just to spite us. Someone like her doesn’t deserve to be called my sister. She’s pure evil!”