Parents are determined not to favor boys over girls. They often accused me of being a troublemaker, causing my mother to have a uterus removed due to the difficult birth. On New Year's Eve of that year, I knocked on the door of my house in the heavy snow and said sadly: "Please give me back the money and let me see a doctor at least." My mother said with a mocking look on her face: "It's better for a misfortune like you to die far away, so as not to bring bad luck to others." I finally huddled in the bridge hole in despair. A little bit of blood fell from the tip of my nose, and I died on this day when thousands of families were reunited with lights on. But why, my parents who didn't love me before, begged me to come back in tears.
