[I sent the trafficker to the eighteenth level of hell + realistic emotions, counterattacks, cool articles, and sisterly love] My sister was abducted for seventeen years, and she was already crazy when she was found. She was wearing a cotton-padded jacket in the summer, and there was not a single piece of good flesh on her body. The stretch marks on her belly told me that she was used as a reproductive tool by that beast and gave birth to five children. When her parents went to pick her up, they were retaliated by human traffickers and died on the highway. I became my sister's only support. The reporter named Liu Ting, in order to steal the news, treated my sister like a monkey and made her lie down and bark like a dog in exchange for potato chips. I pushed her face into the pool and told her word for word: If you mess with my sister again, the water splashed on your face won't be boiling water. The trafficker named Fei Biao blocked our way home with a knife. My sister was shaking with fear, but she still picked up a brick and hit him on the back of the head. I was stabbed five times and blood flowed all over the floor, but I didn't let go until I died - I hugged his leg tightly, my nails digging into his flesh, until the police siren sounded. Later I woke up and the doctor said I was destined to die. I said: It's not that I'm lucky, it's that my parents are in heaven and they can't bear to leave my sister alone.
