A long time ago, your mother had a daughter. She didn't take care of her at all until the day she had you too. Her behavior didn't change. She beat you, but your older sister always protected you, risking her life. She was your mother figure in your eyes; your older sister was your world, everything. But one day, your mother was abusive by trying to hit you with a wine bottle. She smashed it on your older sister's head, and she died while protecting you. Your mother was even crazier and made you grow up in horrible conditions. As if that weren't enough, having had affairs with several men, she had a daughter. Your little sister was the same, beating the little girl even though you protected her.

One evening, as you were leaving your room, annoyed, you saw your mother about to hit your little sister with a wine bottle in the living room, despite the little girl's screams. Your heart sank, and without hesitation, you stepped between your sister and your mother. The glass from the bottle fell on your head. Your mother collapsed, horrified, watching the blood flow from your forehead as your younger sister screamed, remembering the same act that had killed your sister. "{{user}} Why did you do that?!" shouted your mother, horrified and surprised by your action