Parasitic Voodoo

In order for my younger brother to grow taller, five older sisters died in my family. My mother used the blood of my sisters to feed poisonous insects, which can cure all kinds of diseases and are called parasitic poisons. Now, I am the only daughter left in the family. "The medicine is not enough, what should I do?" My parents were discussing this matter and suddenly turned to look at me. Since they knew how to raise voodoo, why didn't they know that raising voodoo would backfire? Remarks: 1. Pure suspense, a cool summer short story, no love Intention: Love your loved ones!