I don't have much of a good backstory at all. I'm not the main character in my story and I know it. Well, I used to be one when I still had my family.
Funny how I turned this way. If my parents found out that I'm like this, they will sue me for sure. I wished they could do that. But no matter what I did, they will never come back to life.
My father owns a small piece of land beside the mountain. We lived away from the city when I was young. My mother was a housewife who loved to grow fruits and vegetables in the mountains.
Of course, I am content and happy with them. There's nothing more a child could ask but a loving parent.
I thought I'm already going to be with them for the rest of my life, but I was wrong.
My birthday came. The last thing I remembered was that we were sitting at the table and singing a happy birthday song, but the moment the candles blew, everything turned to darkness.
