CHAPTER 1: THE PAST (PART 2)

My name's Jeon boram. I live with my mother, my step father and two other sisters who aren't in same blood. my existence is failure. You'll know the reason through my story. My father passed away. He was killed by somebody that is unidentified. He was a journalist and he wrote about social issue. Therefore, he had many enemies that he didn't know. When he died, my mother got shocked and she suffered from trauma which made her become mental disorder. First, I failed to help my mother even though at thet time i was just 6 moths in age. Fortunately, my step father appeared and helped us. He let us live in his house as his own family. he had a daughter who is same age with me. yes, he got married but they have divorce already. He was my mother's friend and had crush on her for a long time. he took care of us well. it made his daughter got jealous. the way he treats me is differently from her. he treats her more stricly than me. he was a staff in a boutique but then he invested in many project and became rich. when I was 2, one time he was drunk and when he came home he forced my mother to make love with him and the result was she got pregnant. i hated him so much because of this but my mother said "Nobody is perfect. We need to be tolerant with other people". More over, he blamed himself much for this so I slowly accpted him. When I knew my mother was "crazy', I was afraid of course, but thenI wanted her to recover soon. That day finally came , after sven years, she fully recovered. Not to make her shocked , my yougest sister had to move . However, one year laterwhen she knew the truth, she cried so much but i couldn't do anything. Second, I faied to comfort my mother when she was in need.

When I was 6, I went to school. my step sister wanted to act as if we didn't know wach other and i agreed. In the first two years, everything run smothly. I thought my school life wouldn't be bad but I was wrong. In my school, there was a froup of bad students who liked to bully "weaker" students. Unluckily, I was their target. They made me give them food and write lessons for them when they were absent. i had no choice but follow their orders. however, i didn't want to share food with them so I came home and told my mother that I didn't want bring food anymore. My mother asked me the reason and I couildn't make up a proper one but she didn't ask ,ore. Are you curious why they chose me