While my body was hastily cremated, my cousin was celebrating his admission to school.
My parents beamed with joy, while my older sister and girlfriend congratulated him.
A few days earlier, I had been in a car accident and was fighting for my life.
They seized the opportunity to transfer my name and grades to my cousin. They never even looked at me before I died.
But I was their own son!
When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day my cousin first came to live with us.
In this life, I want none of the love they give so unfairly.
