I Died on the Day My Mother Hated Me the Most

I Died on the Day My Mother Hated Me the Most

by Miss You On The Sixth Day Of August

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I am the biggest shame and stain in my mother's life. Because I was not born with love and blessing. It is the product of my mother being defrauded of money and sex by a scumbag. She hates me. She couldn't take revenge on the scumbag, so she let me grow up humbled in discrimination and bullying. She organized a new family, with a docile husband and a well-behaved little daughter. She hates me even more and wants me to die. It seems that if I die, she can erase those absurd years that are unbearable to look back on. On Mother's Day, I died as she wished. He died at the hands of his stepfather and half-sister. My mother, who is an excellent sculptor, helped to disfigure the body and seal it in plaster to make a mannequin. She didn't know that the corpse was her most hated eldest daughter. Today is also my birthday, the day my mother hates me the most.

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