My sister's memorial day is my birthday.
She was loved by everyone and I was hated by everyone.
They said that I killed my sister and I would spend my whole life trying to atone for her sin.
My brother broke my violin hand because my sister could no longer do gymnastics.
My boyfriend locks me in a small dark room every week because he feels that I have abandoned my sister in the darkness.
In the end, my parents prayed day and night and got a wish.
They said, let me die and let my sister live.
The parents' wish came true.
When I was seriously ill with a terminal illness, my sister opened the door to our house.
