It's true that I was kidnapped. Please don't believe me. My story is really tear-jerking, sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who hear it. I feel pity for you... (2000 Words are omitted below)
In fact, the thing is like this: It was a dark and windy night, not in the afternoon, and I was enjoying my afternoon tea at McDonald's. When I was eating French fries, my nagging aunt was instilling spiritual education in me with her unstoppable spirit.
As a result, tragedy happened and I choked to death...
555555, No! How can I be choked to death when I am only 15 years old? I am embarrassed to say it when I see the King of Hell. This cause of death is too embarrassing. I can't die in such a meaningless way. As long as I can return the favor, I will be willing to die because of my aunt's sound wave power. Lord Yama, you are unjust...
