I am Mary, 14 years old.

I'm writing this so that people will know who I am, even if someday it may become a joke.

I should be living a happy life right now, but why did it become like this? Is this also my fault?

It's already been 6 years since the start of this miserable life.

Our happy family suddenly broke into pieces, my mom and dad got divorced. I'm still young at that time and I still don't know what to do. But it was a good thing that there was a big brother of mine whom I could rely on.

Because of the divorce of our parents, we were taken in choices on which side should we go, to our mother or father?

I still don't know what choices should I make, and I have no choice but to rely on my brother.

Inside the room, an authority agent, and my mom and dad were on opposite sides, nervousness could be seen in their eyes as they stared at us.

My brother was calm and collected, he was 10 years old at that time. It was quite rare for a 10-year-old child to be calm inside this tension.

After rounds of thinking, my brother finally made a choice. He said. "I will pick neither." My mother and father along with the authorities were surprised by his choice.

Without waiting for them to respond my brother spoke again. "But I will go to mother side first." Again, the people inside the room were both surprised and shocked.

"I just want to know what kind of place it was, but if I don't like there anymore. I hope you can provide me help for traveling from place to place." my brother added. The people inside were quite shocked by his intelligence and finally noticed how calm he was, they were shocked again.

The authority turned their attention to me and asked. "How about you?"

Maybe due to how confident and calm my brother was, I've also become calmer like my brother influencing me. "Same as my brother."

That day, I don't know what happened. But they seemed to have done the paperwork and begun to make agreements.

It was a week later, and that day. We leave and go to my mother's place. It took us three days to travel.

After reaching the place, I took a glance at my brother and I saw his face. He seemed to gain interest in the new place and continued to smile.

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Along with his smile, I can sense that he was deeply thinking about something else.

It was also that day when our grandparents came to meet us, they greeted us and gave us some jokes and consolation because they thought we were sad. Overall, I was quite happy with this and thought maybe it was not bad.

5 days have passed since then, and during this period I got to know about my cousins and this place. I also got close to them and began turning into a citizen of this new place.

But my brother was the opposite after reaching this place. He locked himself in his room and began to isolate himself from the outside. My mother was worried about him and asked if he was okay. He said he was fine and there was nothing to worry about.

It was almost 2 years since then, I have known many people since then. My brother was only known by a few but he is still much better than about 2 years ago.

But during these years, my brother seems changed completely.

Although he still isolates himself from the others, he interacts with a few people.

But it was strange because in the past he was an extroverted person. He was energetic and lively. But now, he was cold, introverted, and rarely showing his emotions.

But still, we were happy.

If not for that day, we should be still happy.

That man! He came into our life. He pursues Mom, and he does that until he finally captures her heart.

At first, he looked nice. But after a year, it was completely changed!

Even my mom has changed!

Why do you keep blaming me?

I did not steal anything!

I did not do anything about your things!

So why?

Stop hurting me!

I'm innocent!

That man kept blaming me for something I didn't do, even my mom was convinced.

At school, those people who I thought were my friends were now my enemies.

They kept bullying me, they locked me in the bathroom. They hide my bag and keep stealing my things. If I retaliate, they will make it look like I'm the problem.

I told this to my teacher, yet she doesn't believe me.

At home, my mom doesn't believe me, and she also says it was my fault.

That day, I cried. But they hit me just because I'm crying!

My brother... he changed. He looked like deprived of any emotions, completely undisturbed by the world.

He doesn't care about what happens around him, he doesn't show any emotions or feelings towards it.

But I know I saw it, when I was being hit, his eyes showed signs of anger and frustration.

I don't know the reason, but he seems can't do anything yet like he was restrained.

This kind of life continues, until 3 years later. It was the current year, and the hitting and bullying continued.

I don't want this anymore, I can't do it anymore.

I want to end this all.

Even the one I admire hated me.

A rumor was also circulating in our area of me being crazy.

Why? Why do you hate me?

I did all the chores, I did things in the house.

So why?

My brother's condition kept getting worse, and now he was no different from a machine.

I can't contact Dad.

We can't go back home.

I just want a happy family and a warm home, but why?

I just heard that my dad has a new family.

Even he may have already forgotten us.

I can't live anymore.

If you are reading this, I just want you to know.

I'm already dead.

[End]

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