The Reality of Being Forgotten
Language: en
My parents' divorce split us apart. My sister went with Mom, and I was left with Dad. After the divorce, Dad's temper grew worse. He spent his days drinking or beating me, ignoring everything else at home. With no money for food or necessities, I had to work under the table at the local market after school just to keep us afloat. One day, after Dad knocked me out and stole my hard-earned cash again, strange text floated across my vision like a livestream chat. [The little sister is still in the dark. She doesn't know her parents never divorced.] [This is all just a reality show. They…