- 2.
When I was five, Mom and Dad adopted
Lindsey.
I’d always treated her like a real sister.
And here we were, reliving the start of my
personal hell.
She wanted fireworks and for me to lie to our
parents.
Without a second thought, I agreed last time.
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When my dad called from his sleepless work
trip to check in on our little family, I told him
everything was fine.
I bought those damn fireworks, came home,
and walked into a nightmare.
I kicked in the front door, barely escaping
with my life.
The street was swarming with neighbors and
firefighters.
Before I could even process what was
happening, Lindsey grabbed my arm, her face
ashen.
Tears streamed down her face as she
shrieked, “Lindsay, why would you DO this?!”
“Why did you have to light fireworks?! Do you
know what you’ve done? Mom was trapped!
She burned alive!”
She sobbed hysterically.
My mind went blank, completely
overwhelmed.
Lindsey dragged me over to a stretcher,
covered with a white sheet.
My hands trembled as I lifted the corner.
Beneath it lay a charred, unrecognizable
body.
I could barely make out Mom’s features.
“Mom…wasn’t she at work?” I stammered, my
voice hollow.
Dad’s eyes were bloodshot, his face a mask
of grief.
“You said everything was fine, Lindsay. THIS
is fine?!”
My boyfriend, ever the hero, stepped in to
back up Lindsey’s story.
“She always does whatever she wants, no
matter what anyone says. She must have set
off fireworks inside and started the fire!”
Lindsey’s voice was hoarse as she screamed
at me, “Just admit what you did!”
“Mom is dead! Are you happy now?!”
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“Mom is dead! Are you happy now?!”
That was the final straw for my dad.
His face contorted with rage, and he
backhanded me across the face, sending me
sprawling.
Neighbors started to murmur and point
fingers.
In the end, Dad personally put me in jail.
I later found out that Lindsey and Chad had
been sleeping together for months.
They plotted the fire, hoping to kill me, but I
escaped.
When they accidentally killed Mom, they
decided to frame me.
And that was that. I spent my days and nights
hating them both, before eventually dying in
prison.
After I died, Lindsey got her mom to kill our
dad so she could take the money.
But this time. I wouldn’t let them get away
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with a thing.
