On the first day of winter vacation, my mother asked me to pick up my sister from kindergarten. As soon as we arrived at the gate of the kindergarten, the teacher pointed to the only remaining little boy and said, "Pick up your child? This is the only one left. Take him away quickly." I was stunned. But there is no one else in the whole kindergarten. I sighed, thinking that maybe the wrong family had picked up the child, so I simply took him home. The whole family didn't make a fuss and just said they could change it back tomorrow. As a result, the next day, my mother pointed at the little boy and said, "Qingqing, hurry up and send your sister to school." The whole family felt like they were possessed by a demon, saying that this little boy was my sister. I argued with my parents and asked the teacher to testify. I checked the surveillance camera, called the police, and demanded the arrest of this little boy. As a result, my father was sent to a mental hospital. "Qingqing! Can you stop making trouble? Look at how scared you are of your sister. Can dad send you for treatment?" My mother also cried and wiped her tears: "Qingqing, don't scare me..." I was sent to a nursing home just to make me a normal person. But in order to find my sister, I escaped and dragged the little boy to the rooftop to ask for an explanation. As a result, I stepped on the air and fell to my death on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day I picked up my sister from school.
