Mom locked me in, said I lied for fireworks. I died alone in pain.

Mom’s “scientific parenting” is cruelty. I’m shocked for truth, Mina lies freely.

Mom came to punish me, grabbed my body—realized I was stiff and dead.

Mom tore tape off, grabbed my body—collapsed in despair and guilt.

I died, but Mom still calls me a liar. She sees my body and says I act pitiful.

My body rots, Mom seals my door. She’s busy spoiling Mina, not noticing me.

I’m dead, Mom blames me for the stench. She seals my door with duct tape.

I collapsed in pain, begged Mom for help. Bracelet red = lie. She left with Mina.

Mom opened my door to beat me, touched my body—lost her daughter forever.

As a ghost, I watch Mina lie about my room. Mom blames me for the stench.

Mom thought I faked sickness. She locked me in, I died alone on New Year’s Eve.

I died, but Mom still calls me a liar. She sees my body and says I act pitiful.

Mom came to punish me, grabbed my body—realized I was stiff and dead.

Dad almost found me, work called. Mom sealed my door, kills me again.

My body stinks, Mom seals my door. I’m long dead, she thinks I fake.

I whispered “I’m hungry” — red, shock. Mina lied, green. I’m sorry for truth.

New Year’s Eve: I’m dying, bracelet red. Mom thinks I lie. I died still sorry.

Dad almost opened my door—work called. My chance to be found is gone.

Mom opened my door, touched my body—realized her cruelty killed me.

Mom came to beat me, felt my cold neck—knew I never told a lie.