Faking Poverty, Dying From It
Language: en
From the moment I could remember, I knew my family was struggling. So when I suspected I had a serious illness, my first reaction wasn't fear. Instead, I carefully asked Mom and Dad, "What if... what if I have cancer?" They chuckled, dismissing it as my wild imagination, yet their voices were firm. "If that day ever comes, we'll sacrifice everything to get you cured." I tossed and turned all night, finally making up my mind—I couldn't be a burden to them. But as I swallowed an entire bottle of sleeping pills, I saw them laughing and chatting in their luxurious downtown mansion. In that…