🎨👁️ My “Perfect” Sister Could Copy Anything I Drew , But She never Knew my Plan

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She had X-ray vision that let her copy every stroke of my art ✍️👁️ In my past life, she stole my masterpiece, framed me for plagiarism, and even pushed me off a roof 💔 But this time… I came reborn. 💫 When she tried to read my canvas again, I gave her nothing to copy — until the final second… when I destroyed my own painting and exposed her lies for all to see 🔥🎭 This isn’t just revenge — it’s justice painted in rainbow black. 🌈🖤 #ArtDrama #RevengeStory #PlotTwist  #drama #movie #shortfilm #film #foryou #fyp #SisterBetrayal #RebirthStory #DarkFiction #CreativeJustice #ShortFilm #EmotionalStory #KarmaReturns  #ArtRevenge #RebirthTwist

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00:00I learned that my illegitimate sister would use her x-ray vision to copy my work during the art

00:03exam, so I simply slacked off in the exam room, wrote my name, and stared into space. This

00:09immediately made her anxious, because she could not copy me. Seeing her reaction, I became even

00:14more certain she intended to plagiarize me, because I was reborn in my previous life. We

00:18entered a painting competition together, but she submitted her work first, and it was exactly the

00:22same as mine. Then she accused me of copying her. I refused to accept it, and asked to redraw on

00:27the spot. But no matter how I changed my idea, she always replicated it instantly. I could not

00:32understand how she was stealing my creativity, because of this accusation. I lost my reputation

00:36in the art world. My parents insulted me, even hit me, broken and hopeless. I wanted to end my life,

00:42but before I jumped, she admitted she copied me, then pushed me off the roof. Heaven must have pitted

00:46me. I opened my eyes and returned to the day of that competition, facing the same accusation. I was

00:51no longer the girl, who only cried. I knew she had x-ray vision. She could see my work and copy it.

00:56My family was biased. Everyone misunderstood me. The love I spent years searching for became my

01:01cruelest weapon. My father and brother had doubts. But under my mother's pressure and her sweet act,

01:06their voices were powerless. I was pushed to the edge again. The crowd cursed me. I saw the moment

01:10I fell in my previous life, but this time I would change the ending. I returned reborn, wearing a

01:15shining dress. My aura completely different. When she pretended to care, I tore off her mask. I exposed

01:21that she used x-ray vision to copy my work. I said she would become the biggest joke of the competition.

01:25My mother scolded me again, without knowing the truth. My father could not stand it. He yelled,

01:30asking if my mother had gone mad. My sister continued acting innocent, telling them not to

01:34get angry. I looked at this ugly family, felt nothing inside. When my father regretted ever bringing me

01:39home, I knew it was time to strike back. I pretended to withdraw from the competition. She panicked,

01:44begged me to stay, afraid she could not copy me. I used that, making her fetch water and clean the floor,

01:50running her in circles. Only when the competition was about to start. Did I sit before the easel?

01:54I did not draw. I watched her panic, because she could not peek. I even asked her to mix a color

01:59called rainbow black. The entire room stared. She urged me to paint. I told her to paint her own

02:03work. If she rushed me again, I would turn in a blank canvas. Half the time passed, I finally

02:07started painting. She was overjoyed, immediately using her ability to copy me. She thought she would

02:12win again, but she had already stepped into my trap five minutes before the end. She submitted first.

02:17Her work was praised. Then I finished mine. She walked over and accused me publicly again.

02:21I refused to admit it. The judge demanded an explanation. My family accused me too. I stated

02:26clearly I did not copy, but no one believed me. My father tried to hit me. I blocked him. I said I

02:31had not finished my painting. How could they conclude I copied? She mocked me, saying there were only five

02:36minutes left. Even if I redrew it would be too late. I said I did not need five minutes. One second was

02:41enough. Then I picked up a bucket of water and poured it on my own painting.

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