Perfect Stand-In: I Became My Dead Sister
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From a young age, I've known I was born to be a substitute for my deceased sister, Leah.
On my 6th birthday, my parents take me to the market to choose a cloak for cubs. I excitedly spend ages choosing, then point at a silver one.
However, Mom's expression shifts drastically, and she grabs me by the ear and screams like a madwoman, "Who told you to choose silver? Leah's favorite color can only be red!"
When Dad sees Mom act up, he roughly yanks me away. I fall to the ground, hitting my head, and blood streams down my face.
