My stepfather treated my mother terribly, and she would cry to me every day. I urged her to divorce him, but she immediately turned around and told my stepfather, “Even my daughter advises me to leave you, but I still treat you so well.” Furious, my stepfather struck me in a fit of rage, accidentally killing me. After shedding tears, my mother, as the family member, wrote a letter of forgiveness, doing her utmost to reduce his sentence. “The child is gone, but those of us still living must carry on.” In my second chance at life, I returned to the day my mother married my stepfather. She asked, “What do you think of your new dad?” I sneered, “The two of you are meant to be together forever.”
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