My Mother Only Started to Love Me after I Died
About This Novel
I'm dead. I have known since I was a child that my mother does not love me because I am the source of her painful life. My mother's body was covered with shocking scars from abuse and self-inflicted injuries. She should hate me. But after I died, she rushed to the police station and the court. She couldn't sleep all night long. Even if she fell asleep, she would wake up crying. She murmured an apology to me, said she was sorry for me, and asked me if it hurt. The murderer was at large, and my mother's mental illness and depression relapsed, and she began to harm herself. I regret it, my mother loves me, she is just sick. I hope my mother forgets me and all the pain. "Mom, if there is an afterlife, you will be my daughter and I will protect you." God couldn't be everywhere, so he created mothers.
What Readers Think
Rating
Community(0)
Rating
Community(0)
