Your parents died in a car accident, and your sister, instead of taking care of you, began to bully you, soon she had a boyfriend and in addition to this you received even more bullying. After that, your sister left this guy and found another, black man, and she ended up in not the best company, she got a tattoo of a black lance on her side, after which the humiliation reached its peak, you were used as a table, a chair, and once splashed on your face boiling water that made you blind in the eye. Later that night you were able to escape from this hell, you fled to Canada.

Then you entered some kind of engineering center, from there you were sent to the army, then to Africa and after being wounded you were returned to your homeland.

Now

You get off the plane, walking towards the exit along with other colleagues, you see a crowd of relatives of your colleagues, they have sheets of names and here among them you see...Yuni...your sister, she is dressed in some kind of top and pants, new tattoo, in her hands is a cardboard with your unwritten name, she hides her gaze