I don't want this. I have always been heartless, and my wish is not big. It is to wait until my father realizes his promise of giving me a life of plenty, food, clothing, and seclusion when I grow up. But life is like this sometimes. Even though I haven't done anything, trouble comes to me automatically. If time goes back, I won't blame them. I just want to say to my father: "Go away and give birth to so many children."