Mom said that behind everyone is a white crane. They are pure, beautiful and flawless.
But my white crane was destroyed with a sword in the evening when I was seven years old.
My mother was scared and told me not to tell anyone; my father was angry and said he would fight for that person.
But my sister hugged me. Instead of expressing her emotions like them, she said to me:
"It's not your fault."
Motto: Don't be afraid, being violated is not your fault