After her sister committed suicide, she left a last message.
Everyone who read these last words died.
First my grandma, then my dad, and finally my mom jumped from a thirty-story building.
Reporters struggled to interview me, and police interrogated me all night long.
Countless people want to know what these last words said.
I always remained silent.
Until the day of my sister's tenth anniversary, I saw a figure in front of the tombstone.
At that moment, I was extremely excited.
I know that my death has come.
