Mom, Don't Cry For Me

On the day when my parents took my sister abroad for a trip, I was sent to a reform institution.

There, I experienced hellish torture.

They fixed me on a chair for a photo shoot till the second I died.

My mom yelled angrily through the screen, "Violet! You're so bold! How dare you hang up on me!

"If you can't get rid of your bad habits, rot in there!"

Little did she know, I had already died at that time...