I Dismembered My Pet Parrot When I Was Five. My Parents Thought I Was a Monster and Decided to Try Again.
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When I was five, I personally dismembered the little parrot my parents gave me. They treated me like a monster and decided to have another kid, hoping for a better outcome. Later, my younger sister was born, and from then on, I had an unshakable little shadow trailing after me. She always called me "big sister" in a sweet voice and shared half of everything she loved with me. With her by my side, I hid my true self and put on the disguise of a well-behaved child. It wasn't until my sister was rushed to the ICU for emergency resuscitation that I learned she had been severely bullied at…