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00:00I was born a liar. That's the label my mom gave me. It all started because my mom, a firm

00:05believer

00:06in scientific parenting, put honesty necklaces on me and my twin sister the day we were born.

00:11Whenever you lied, the pendant on the necklace would glow red, and mom would press a remote

00:16to send an electric current as punishment. My sister's necklace was always green, even when

00:21she cut mom's dress and blamed it on the cat. The necklace just blinked gently with a green light.

00:26But me, just saying mom, I'm hungry, would make my necklace flash red instantly, followed

00:32by a jolt of electricity straight to my skin. At first, I tried to defend myself, but mom

00:38said, machines don't lie. The pain will teach you a lesson. Mom's doing this for your own

00:44good. After thousands of electric shocks, I started to believe it too. Maybe I really

00:49was born a liar. On New Year's Eve, mom was taking my sister to see the fireworks. A sharp

00:54pain tore through my stomach. I curled up on the floor, begging,

00:58Mom, my stomach hurts so bad. Please help me.

01:02But my necklace flashed red like crazy. Mom looked down at me, drenched in sweat, and

01:07turned the current to Max. You're faking sick just to come with us to the fireworks? You're

01:12hopeless. She turned and walked out the door with my sister. I couldn't help but think,

01:17Mom must be right. The necklace is red, so I must not really be in pain. I'm just lying

01:22for attention again. I'm sorry, Mom. In my next life, I'll learn to be an honest kid.

01:28It hurts so much. It hurts so much. Mom was back. Mom's a doctor. She must have realized

01:39something was wrong. She came to save me. Are you done yet? The fireworks are about

01:43to start and Jenny's getting impatient. Mom! Mom, it really hurts. It feels like my intestines

01:49are twisting. How long are you going to keep this up? You're such a liar. You can just stay home

01:58and reflect on yourself. Honey, come on. Hurry up. The fireworks show is about to start. If she

02:03don't want to go, fine. Should we save her some food? Save her food? She has a bunch of snacks

02:08in

02:08her closet, which she buy with the money she stole last time. She won't starve. Lock the door. We'll let

02:13her out. Only her necklace turns green. But what? Spare the rod and spoil the child. Look

02:19how honest Jenny is. Her necklace is always green. Stella's just a bad egg and she needs

02:25to be corrected. But my closet was empty. That time, my sister took the money. She ate all

02:31the snacks too. My sister just stood there, her necklace glowing soft green. I know one of

02:36you took the money. Who did it? It wasn't me. And mom believed her. When I tried to say I

02:43didn't

02:43take it either, my necklace turned red and I got another shock. No, mommy, I did it!

02:55Bye-bye, sister. We're going to see the pretty fireworks.

03:02It hurts so much!

03:09I'm not in pain. I'm really not in pain. I'm not in pain. I'm really not in pain.

03:17Tears streaming down my face. I hypnotized myself. I don't know how long passed. It didn't hurt quite

03:23as much anymore. With my last bit of strength, I crawled to my desk. I had to write a self

03:29-criticism.

03:29That was the rule. Whenever the red light came on, I had to write a thousand words of I am

03:34a liar.

03:34My hands shaking. I opened that crumpled, worn-out diary. It was filled with self-criticisms from

03:40before. But this time, I wanted to write the truth. Mom, I really love you.

03:47It really hurts so much. Why won't you believe me? Mom, please just believe me. Just once.

03:54Everything was getting blurry. Tears streaming. I used my last bit of strength to write.

03:59After I wrote the last word, the sharp pain in my stomach suddenly vanished. In its place was a

04:05lightness I'd never felt before. My body grew light. I floated up. I looked down and saw myself

04:10slumped over the desk, my hand hanging limply in the air. On my neck, the necklace was still

04:16blinking red like crazy. So this is what it's like to die. I still haven't learned to be an honest

04:22kid.

04:24I'm sorry, Mom. I was woken up by laughter. It was Mom, Dad, and my sister. Mom's voice held a

04:31tenderness I'd never heard before. I floated in midair, watching the front door open. Even though

04:36I was a soul now, I instinctively floated over to greet them, wanting to get their slippers like I

04:41always did. It was a habit carved into my bones, the need to please. Mom, I'm not in pain anymore.

04:49I'll be good. Please don't be mad. I opened my arms, wanting to hug the woman still carrying the

04:56winter chill. But my hands passed right through her, like wind through nothing. Why is it so cold

05:01in here? Is the heater off? I froze, staring at my own transparent hands. Yeah, I'm dead.

05:09Dead people can't hug the living. Go check on Stella. She hasn't come out to eat. Maybe she's

05:15really hungry. Good old Dad. I looked hopefully at Mom. If she found out I was dead, would she be

05:20sad?

05:21Would she regret it? Mom snorted and walked toward my room. She pushed my door open. She didn't turn

05:29on the light. In the glow from the living room, she saw me slumped over the desk, not moving,

05:34like I was asleep. Oh, still lying there? You think lying that will make me carry you to bed?

05:43Stella, you're 10 years old, not 5. Mom! I'm not pretending to sleep! I'm dead! Look at me! Touch me!

05:56I'm cold! But she couldn't hear me. She only believed what she could see.

06:02Sister's a big sleepyhead. Look, my necklace is green, but Sister's is still red. Sister's

06:09always lying. She's even lying in her dreams.

06:14Our Jenny's such a good girl. Don't mind this liar. Let her lie there. See how long she can keep

06:22it up.

06:23Maybe we should put her in bed. It's cold out. Put her in bed? The experts in scientific parenting

06:29say you have to be cold in moments like this. She has to realize her own mistake. Look at that

06:34red

06:35light. It means her mental state is still extreme resistance. She hasn't repented at all. All right,

06:40time for bed. We're going to Grandma's tomorrow for New Year's. Mom turned sharply and closed the door

06:46again. I floated beside my body, staring at that single point of red light in the darkness. The sadness in

06:52my heart was colder than death itself. Mom, if you had taken just one step closer. If you had just

06:59touched my hand, you would have known I was dead. But you didn't. You only believed that cold,

07:04lifeless machine. Not the daughter you carried for 10 months. Late at night, a mouse crept out of my

07:10empty closet. I used to be terrified of mice. I'd scream every time I saw one. But now, I could

07:17only

07:17float on the ceiling, watching it crawl all over my body. I whispered weakly. But no sound came out.

07:23The mouse spit through my toe. A little blackish purple blood oozed out. I couldn't feel it anymore.

07:28Good. It finally didn't hurt. I said to the pitiful shell below me. It's okay. You can't feel it anymore.

07:37It'll be over soon. The next morning, sunlight fell on my body, but it brought no warmth. From the

07:43kitchen came the clatter of pots and pans. Mom was making breakfast. The smell of fried eggs drifted

07:49through the crack in my door. Usually, that was the smell I craved most. But all I ever got was

07:54boiled vegetables. Because mom said, liars didn't deserve meat. Today, she banged the spatula extra

08:01loud on purpose. I knew what she was doing. She was trying to tempt me. She wanted me to give

08:08in,

08:08come out, and admit I was wrong. If this were before, maybe I would have confessed to things

08:13I didn't do. Just for one fried egg. But now, I didn't need to eat anymore.

08:20Stella still hasn't come out?

08:24Nope. Stubborn as a mule. Spoiled brat. Fine. Don't eat. See if I care.

08:30My sister drank her milk, her eyes darting around. She ran up to my door on purpose and took a

08:36big

08:36sniff. Then, with a dramatic yell. Mom! What? Sister's room stinks! Did she poop in there?

08:45The heater was too strong. After just one night, I was starting to smell.

08:52Mom would hate me even more. Stella! The bathroom's right there! Did your legs break?

08:59You actually pooped in your room? You're hopeless! You'd rather lose all self-respect than admit you're

09:06wrong! I remembered once, when I was little. I had acute gastroenteritis. I couldn't make it to

09:13the bathroom and messed up my pants. Mom not only refused to wash me, she made me stand in the

09:18yard

09:18as a punishment. She pointed at me and told the neighbors I was as dirty as a pig. Now, she

09:23thought

09:24I was dirty again. Leave her alone! Let her sit in her own stink! Let it choke her!

09:29The smell's pretty strong. Let me check it out. Maybe there's a dead mouse or something.

09:34Dad stood up and walked toward my door. My heart leaped.

09:37Dad! Open the door! Look at me! I'm right here! Just turn the handle and you'll see I'm not moving!

09:46You'll see my face! Already turning black!

09:52What? The server crashed? Okay, okay, I'm coming right now. Honey, emergency at work. I gotta go.

09:59Might not be back for a few days. But what about Stella?

10:02Mom didn't even finish before Dad slammed the door shut behind him. I was stunned. So close. Just one

10:09second. If that call had come a moment later, I'd have been found. Maybe then I wouldn't have to rot

10:14any longer. That afternoon, Mom took my sister out shopping. The house was empty except for my body.

10:21At night, they came back loaded with fancy seafood and gifts. The smell hit them the second they walked

10:26in. Mom covered her nose, even gagging. Stella! Does this place have to look like a lamb stilt?

10:34She wouldn't even open the door to yell at me, like looking at that room would somehow dirty her eyes.

10:39She grabbed wide packing tape, crouched down, and viciously sealed the bottom crack of my door.

10:44You like the smell so much? Fine! Rot in there by yourself! Just don't let it stink up the rest

10:50of us!

10:57Ah, peace and quiet. I stared at that sealed door. The last bit of hope in my heart suffocated along

11:03with the tape. Turns out, in Mom's heart, my life or death mattered less than a fancy seafood dinner.

11:09She'd rather seal me and then look to see if I died in there. Mom, you win.

11:18I'll never bother you again.

11:23The third morning, winter sunlight streamed into the living room, but it couldn't dispel the gloom

11:28hanging over the house. The underfloor heating was cranked up. 26 degrees. The tape couldn't hold

11:34back the smell anymore. It was a nauseating, greasy stench of decay. Mom was trimming freshly bought

11:40flowers, but no amount of floral scent could cover the reek of death. Mom cut a rose viciously,

11:46the thorns piercing her hand. She'd finally had enough. In her mind, I hadn't bathed. I'd pooped

11:52in my room. I'd probably hidden a dead mouse in there, all just to spite her, to defy her authority.

11:57Stella, you've gone too far. If you don't repent, I won't let you off easily. It seems that gentle

12:04reminders don't work for you. I must use hard ARBAP to teach you Jalfigwin. I floated in front of Mom,

12:10watching her twisted face, waving my arms desperately. Even though she didn't love me,

12:15I didn't want her to see me like that. But she passed right through me.

12:18I'm ugly. I'm rotten. You'll be scared.

12:32Stella! What have you done?

12:38She looked up and saw me, still slumped over the desk just like three days ago,

12:42my back to her, not moving. To her, it was silent defiance. The ultimate disrespect,

12:48I'm talking to you. You hear me? Still playing dead? Blind with rage, Mom charged in,

12:54raising the rolling pin. But she didn't strike. She wanted to grab me first, to see my defiant face.

13:00Her hand grabbed the back of my collar, touched the skin of my neck. Then she froze. No warmth of

13:06life at all. She blinked. But inertia kept her pulling. My body fell backward. Chair and all crashed

13:12to the floor. The chair slammed against the ground. My body, stiff as a statue, toppled over.

13:18My face was finally visible.

13:22It wasn't the shy little girl she knew anymore. My face was purple-black, my eyes bulging.

13:28My features twisted from the death throes. Dried white foam and black-red blood caked at the

13:33corners of my mouth. And around my blackened neck, pressed against the rotting flesh.

13:38That honesty necklace Mom was so proud of. Hanging there, lifeless. The skin on my neck was burned

13:44black by the constant current, fused with the metal pendant. No more red light. No more green light.

13:51Just dead silence. Thump. A soft sound. The diary that had been pinned under my arm slid out as my

13:58body fell. It landed at Mom's feet. Open. Facing her. On that page, crooked handwriting stabbed into her

14:06eyes like knives. Mom, my stuck really hurts. The necklace is broken. I'm not lying. Please don't

14:13shock me. Mom stumbled back, her lower back slamming into the bookshelf behind her. Faces shattered on

14:21the floor. But she didn't feel the pain. Her eyes were wide. Fixed on me on the ground.

14:32No. It's a trick. Makeup. Special effects. Stella, get up. Mom's not mad anymore. Don't scare me.

14:41That feeling. It was too real. It was the temperature of death.

14:47Aunt Shelly called the police. She'd come running at Mom's screams and collapsed at the door when she

14:52saw the scene. Sirens soon filled the neighborhood. Police came. Forensics came. Yellow tape went up.

14:59I watched them come and go. Watched flashlights flicker over my body. Mom was pulled onto the

15:04living room sofa by a female officer. Officer, she was faking sick. She's lied since she was little.

15:11The necklace was red. Machines don't lie. I was just disciplining her. I did it for her own good.

15:18No one listened. Everyone looked at her like she was a monster. When the coroner moved my body,

15:23they ran into a problem. The necklace. Because of the prolonged high voltage current,

15:28the heat had fused the metal to my skin, like it had grown into my flesh.

15:32Damn it.

15:34He had to get tools. Force the necklace off. Rip. The sound of skin tearing.

15:39An officer picked up the diary from the floor. Wearing gloves, he flipped through it. His face

15:46grew darker and darker. Mom stared at that diary, eyes locked on it. Suddenly, she lunged like a

15:52madwoman, trying to grab it. That's her self-criticism. She admitted it. She admitted.

15:57She lied. Look, she wrote it. We'll find out if she lie.

16:00That's when Dad arrived. He saw the black body bag being carried out. That long zipper,

16:06sealing my whole life shut. Dad's legs gave out. He collapsed on the spot,

16:11wetting himself. My little sister was crying, terrified. She didn't understand what was happening.

16:17She just pointed at the blood-stained necklace on the table and asked,

16:21Mom, why is sister's necklace black? Mine's still green.

16:25She held up the pendant on her neck. The green light blinked innocently. Like a giant,

16:30cruel joke. The police started a temporary inquiry in the living room. Mom clutched at

16:36her last straw. She pointed at the bloody necklace, her voice shrill.

16:41Officers, check that necklace. That necklace proved she was lying. Red means lying. I only

16:47shocked her when it was red. I didn't abuse her. The machine showed it. I was just disciplining her.

16:53The officer frowned at her like she was insane.

16:56Ma'am, the deceased has multiple old electrical burns.

16:59That was discipline. Education. Mom screamed, cutting him off to prove she was innocent. To

17:06prove she wasn't a murderer. She made a crazy demand. She lunged for the table, grabbing the

17:12necklace still covered in my flesh and blood, ignoring the gore. Hands shaking, she forced

17:18it onto her own neck. I'll prove it. I'm innocent. As long as it's green, it means I'm telling the

17:25truth.

17:26She clicked the necklace around her own neck. Click. It locked. The cold metal touched her skin,

17:32sticky with my blood. Mom took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She held up the pendant

17:38for the officers to see, her eyes wild with certainty. Watch closely. I'm Clara. I'm Stella's mother.

17:45That was the truth. Absolutely true. But...

17:54A piercing shriek erupted. The dormant red light blazed to life. Red as blood. Red as evil. In the dim

18:01living room, it was like a bloodshot eye snapping open. Mom froze. The confident expression on her face

18:07locked in place. She slapped the pendant, like fixing a glitching TV. What's wrong? It's broken?

18:14I told the truth. I'm Clara. Panic crept into her voice, her words tumbling out faster. It must be

18:21broken. That coroner broke it. Let me try again. One more time. I didn't abuse my child. I did it

18:28for

18:28her own good. I love her. The red light flashed even faster, a continuous strobe of red. Sensing her

18:35extreme heart rate, the necklace automatically released the leaf current. Mom jolted, her neck

18:40spasming, hands flying to her throat as she doubled over. It hurt. Even that tiny current made her neck

18:46cramp, goosebumps rising over her skin. And suddenly she remembered. Ten years old. Me. The current at

18:54maximum. Curled on the floor, biting through my lip, afraid to even cry out. So this is what it felt

19:01like. Mom completely lost it. She screamed at the necklace, spittle flying. Why is it red? Why? I'm

19:09telling the truth. Why? I'm telling the truth. Turn green. No matter how she screamed, the red light

19:15kept flashing. Mocking her silently, you're a liar. You're a liar. Enough. Stopping doesn't detect lies.

19:24He grabbed the instruction manual found during the search and slammed it on the coffee table.

19:28It's just a simple galvanic skin response and heart rate monitor. It works like this. When you're

19:33nervous, anxious, scared, or in pain, your heart rate goes up, your galvanic skin response increases,

19:38and the light turns red. Right now, you're terrified, anxious, tachycardic. Of course it's all red.

19:43He stepped closer to mom. Your daughter had a perforated appendix. She was writhling on the floor

19:49in agony. The pain of internal perforation. How fast do you think her heart was beating? How terrified

19:56was she? In your eyes, the more it hurt. The faster her heart raced, the brighter the red light.

20:02And you thought that meant she was lying harder, so you cranked up the current.

20:07Your younger daughter list has been set to green since it left the factory.

20:11No matter what she says or does, even if she murders someone, it stays green.

20:17Your scientific parenting? It's a complete biased joke.

20:21Mom's world collapsed. She sat there, staring blankly at the red light flashing on her neck.

20:27Finally understanding. For ten years. Every time my red light came on, it was because I was afraid.

20:35Afraid. Afraid mom would be mad. Afraid of being misunderstood. Afraid of the food I hated on the

20:40table. I was in pain. Pain made my heart race. Made me sweat with fear. I was longing. Longing for

20:48her

20:48hug. Longing for her to hold me like she held my sister. Every signal of a beating heart, she'd read

20:54as evidence of a lie. A wail erupted from mom. She clawed at the necklace around her neck.

21:02But the necklace's clasp, damaged by her violent struggle earlier, was jammed. Stuck tight around

21:09her neck. She couldn't pry it off. Can't get it off. Can't get it off. Stella, take the necklace.

21:17Mommy was wrong. It hurts. Can't handle this little bit of pain, mom? I took it for ten years. To

21:24confirm

21:25the details of the abuse and build the case. The police opened the diary, the key piece of

21:30evidence, in front of mom and dad. That diary I'd kept for ten years, filled with humiliation and

21:35blood and tears. The female officer's voice was soft, but every word cut deep.

21:40February 14th, Sunny. Mom gave me celery. I'm allergic to celery. It makes my throat swell up.

21:47I can't breathe. I said I didn't want it, that it would make me sick. Because I was scared of

21:53making mom mad. My heart was racing. The red light came on. Mom said I was a picky eater and

21:59a liar,

22:00and made me eat the whole plate. That night, I coughed up blood. My throat burned like fire.

22:06Mom saw it and said I drank tomato juice and was faking it. She shocked me for another ten minute.

22:11Mom covered her mouth, her whole body shaking violently. That night, she really had thought

22:17it was tomato juice. She hadn't even looked closely at my vomit before turning away to tell my sister a

22:22story. It was blood. Blood from a throat swollen and torn. The officer turned the page and continued.

22:29June 1st, Children's Day. Sister cut mom's dress. Sister's heartbeat was slow. Her necklace was green.

22:36I tried to explain, because I was scared of getting hit. All red lights. Mom shocked me for ten minutes.

22:43Current at level five. It hurt so much, but I didn't dare cry. Because if I cried, my heart would

22:49race faster, and mom would think I was defiant, and shock me harder. I had to hold my breath.

22:55Pretend it didn't hurt. Mom said, see? She's not even screaming. That means it doesn't hurt.

23:01She's faking. Dad couldn't take it anymore. This man, invisible in this family for so long,

23:08we turned a blind eye to my suffering. We just wanted peace and quiet. He lunged forward.

23:13You monster! You monster! Look what you've done! That was your own daughter! You raised her like an

23:25animal! Mom's mouth bled. She fell to the floor, but she didn't fight back. She didn't cry. She just

23:33stared blankly, muttering. Not me. It wasn't my fault. Suddenly, she pointed at my sister, cowering in the

23:41corner. It was her! Jenny! Sister's necklace was always green! Sister was the honest one! She

23:49misled me! If it weren't for that green light, I wouldn't have trusted the red one so much!

23:55The little princess who'd always been cherished. An officer walked over. He unclasped the green

24:01necklace from my sister's neck. Got a screwdriver. Pride opened the pendant.

24:10There were no complex sensor chips. No heart rate monitor. Just two cheap LEDs and a few button

24:16batteries. The circuit was hardwired. Permanently set to green. This is a $2 plastic toy. The officer

24:24tossed the broken pieces onto the table with a clatter. Your younger daughter, Liz, has been set

24:29to green since it left the factory. No matter what she says or does, even if she murders someone,

24:35it stays green. Your scientific parenting? It's a complete, biased joke. Mom stared at the plastic

24:43fragments. The truth she'd believed for 10 years. The evidence that had sentenced me to death. Just a

24:49toy. A toy controlled my fate for 10 years? A game where only I was in hell, and my sister

24:55in heaven?

24:56So I wasn't a liar. I wasn't a bad kid. What were all those years of suffering for? I laughed.

25:04And as I

25:04laughed, I cried. Turns out, souls can cry too. The last page of the diary was opened. The female

25:12officer's voice cracked. The handwriting is shaky, probably written right before she died. Mom, if I die,

25:19will the necklace stop glowing? Will you hold me then? I wasn't lying. My stomach hurt so bad like a

25:25knife twisting inside. Ma, in my next life, please don't make me wear a necklace. I'm begging you.

25:31I just want to be a normal kid. I want to eat the braid pork you make. Mom stared at

25:37the pile of

25:37plastic junk. The honest green light she trusted so blindly. Just a cheap toy. Because of it, she doted

25:44on my sister for 10 years. Because of that damned red light, she tortured me for 10 years.

25:51Fake. It's all fake. I killed my most honest child and raised a liar.

25:59My death became a city-wide sensation. Aunt Shelly, our neighbor, was a kind soul but a big

26:04mouth. She posted everything she'd seen online. The headline was shocking, girl electrocuted by

26:09pseudoscience honesty necklace. The article detailed my corpse's condition, and the necklace fused into

26:14my flesh. It exploded. Online fury ignited instantly. Mom's personal information was doxxed.

26:21Electrocution demon. Murderer. She doesn't deserve to be a mom. Insults rained down like snow. Our front

26:28door was splashed with red paint, scrawled with the word death. Dad was also taken in for investigation,

26:34failure to prevent abuse, neglect of parental duties. Though he wasn't heavily sentenced due to lack

26:39of direct involvement, he lost his job. His reputation was ruined. His company fired him

26:44immediately to avoid association. The family went bankrupt. Pay compensation and legal fees,

26:50the house and car were sold. Dad couldn't handle the madwoman anymore. He took what little money was

26:56left and left with my sister. Even if my sister was a bad seed, she was still his only remaining

27:01child.

27:02Before leaving, my sister tried to take the green necklace. Dad crushed it under his foot.

27:08What the hell do you need that piece of junk for?

27:10My sister left, crying. Mom was released on bail-pending trial. Psychological evaluation

27:16showed severe schizophrenia and PTSD. She was left in that rented room, filled with the memory of my

27:22stench. Completely isolated, her mental state deteriorated. She always felt I was still in the

27:30house. That red necklace, she refused to take it off. In fact, she became dependent on it because she found

27:37that wearing it, feeling that faint stain, eased her guilt just a little. It was her own self-inflicted

27:43punishment. I floated in the room, watching her daily descent into madness. She'd cook a whole table

27:48of food, calling out to empty air. Stella, dinner's ready. No celery today. All braised pork, your

27:55favorite. Then she'd pick up a piece of meat, hands shaking. From anxiety, the necklace turned red.

28:01She'd laugh, a nervous laugh.

28:13She'd put down her chopsticks, pick up the remote, pointed at her own neck. Even though the battery

28:19was nearly dead, she'd found new ones somewhere. The strong current made her convulse. Foam at the

28:24mouth and put a look at the room looking across her face.

28:37It hurts. It hurts just like, was this how much it hurt for Stella? I'm sorry, mommy taste it now.

28:44She started punishing herself according to my diary entries. I was shocked for refusing celery,

28:49so she forced herself to eat rotten food. Until she vomited blood, she forced it down. I was locked in

28:55my room, so she locked herself in there without light. In the darkness, she cowed out to my memorial

29:01photo. Her forehead bled. Blood stains covered the floor. Late at night, she'd watch the red light

29:10from the necklace cast shadows on the wall, like my bloody eyes staring at her. On the back page of

29:15my diary, she scribbled frantically in red pen. I'm sorry. Mommy was wrong. Red light is pain. Red light is

29:23love.

29:24Please come back. Just say it hurts one more time. Mommy will save you this time. I promise.

29:30Too bad. I'm already dead. Dead people can't say it hurts. Mom was eventually committed to a psychiatric

29:37hospital. Her self-harm had gotten so bad she nearly electrocuted herself at home. Community services

29:42intervened and sent her in. She was the strangest patient there. She found some red plastic ring

29:48somewhere and wore it around her neck. A homemade necklace. If anyone tried to take it off, she'd bite

29:53like a rabid dog. Don't touch my light! Stella's watching! If you take it off, she'll get mad!

30:01She developed a terrible conditioned reflex. Whenever a nurse asked,

30:05Clara, have you eaten? She'd touch her neck first, then convulse and scream.

30:10Red light! Don't shock me! I'll eat! I'll eat!

30:14Even if the porridge was scalding hot, she'd gulp it down, burning her esophagus, too scared to spit it

30:19out. She was imitating me, right before I died. Reliving my hell, over and over. Years passed. My sister

30:28grew up. And she grew up twisted. With no discipline and that reputation hanging over her, she ended up at

30:34the

30:34bottom of society. Broke, she remembered the mom still in the psych ward. She went to visit. Not for

30:40family love. For money. Old crazy lady! Dad's dead! Give me the secret stash you hid! My sister wore

30:48heavy makeup, her face full of malice. She looked at mom's pathetic state and spat in disgust.

30:54Just like your dear Delda's daughter. If you don't give me money, I'll pull your plug and let you join

30:59her.

31:00At those words, mom, who'd been in a daze, suddenly looked up. Her clotted eyes focused on my sister for

31:06a moment, sharp and clear. She remembered that always green toy necklace. The green that had fooled

31:12her for ten years. You tricked me! Your green light was fake! You killed Stella! Give her back!

31:21Give her back! Die! You die! You're the one who should die! Help!

31:32Doctors rushed in, sedated mom, and pulled her off. My sister fled in panic.

31:43She ran blindly out of the hospital gate. Crazy! All of you are crazy! A speeding truck

31:49couldn't stop in time. My sister flew through the air. She survived. But her legs were crushed.

31:55She'd spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair. Completely broken. And mom, strapped to a restraint

32:02bed, stared at the ceiling with tears in her eyes. In her dreams, she finally saw me. I was still

32:08ten

32:08years old. No necklace. Wearing a white dress. Smiling, I ran to her. She opened her arms

32:16joyfully. Then she saw her own hands, crackling with electricity. The moment she touched me,

32:22my body burned up like paper. Turned to ashes. She woke screaming.

32:30No!

32:34Heart rate spiking.

32:38If she still wore that necklace, it would have been blazing red. The eternal pain.

32:43I stood in the void, watching it all. Watching mom suffer in the psych ward. Watching my sister

32:48begging with broken legs. Watching dad, broken, drunk, dying young. In my heart, there was no

32:53satisfaction in revenge. Just stillness. Still as death. Beside me stood an old dog.

32:59Shao Bai. The dog I raised as a child, until mom threw him out. He'd been waiting for me in

33:04the

33:04spirit world. Shao Bai rubbed against my leg and barked softly. Like he was saying. Come on. Stop

33:10watching. Yeah. Time to go. This life was too bitter. Nothing worth holding onto. I floated to

33:16the window of mom's room. One last goodbye. Mom lay in bed, withered, hair completely white. She

33:22seemed to sense something. Stella? Is that you? Mom smashed the necklace. Mom doesn't believe in it

33:29anymore. Please come back. Mom will cook for you. No celery. Mom will buy you new dresses. Not for

33:37your sister. Tears slipped down her cheeks, falling on the pillow. Sighed softly. I reached out. My cold

33:44finger touched her forehead. The last mercy I could give her. Let her sleep. Sleep. And it won't hurt

33:50anymore. She calmed instantly. Her eyelids grew heavy. She fell into a deep sleep. A breeze blew

33:56through. The worn diary on her bedside table flipped open. The police had returned it to her as a

34:01personal effect. On the last page, below my dying words, were a few shaky new lines, written by mom

34:08mom in her lucid moments. In the next life, let mommy wear the necklace. Let mommy be the liar.

34:17You punish me. Just don't leave me. Mommy will do anything. I looked at those words, felt nothing,

34:27too late. All the regret in the world, in the face of death, is pale and meaningless. Mom,

34:37let's don't meet again the next life. I turned away. Took Shao Bai's leash. In the distance,

34:43a door of light appeared. The entrance to the next cycle. I raised my hand to my neck. The

34:48necklace that had always been there in spirit form. The nightmare that had bound me my whole life.

34:53I grabbed it. Pulled. Snap. It shattered. Dissolved into specks of light. Vanished into the air. I felt

35:00lighter than I'd ever felt. No red light. No electricity. No lies. Just freedom. I walked toward the

35:06door of light. Didn't look back. Morning sunlight streamed in. A nurse opened the door for rounds.

35:12Clara. Time for your meds. No answer. The figure on the bed didn't move. The nurse stepped closer.

35:19Clara clutched the tattered diary tightly in her hand. At the corner of her eye, one last crystalline

35:24tear. On the heart monitor beside her, the line that represented life had gone perfectly flat.

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