Mommy, I'll Be Good and Go Die

Chapter 5

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I wanted to say goodbye to Mom in person, so I covered my still-bleeding head and went to the banquet hall.

When Mom saw me, her eyes were filled with nothing but anger.

"What are you doing here? What happened to your head?"

Hearing Mom care about me, I was overjoyed.

"I'm fine…"

My words hadn't even fully left my mouth when Mom cut me off.

"How unlucky. It's Chloe's birthday party today. What are you trying to do, making yourself look like this on purpose?"

"Do you want our whole family to catch your bad luck? A perfectly good birthday party, and you've ruined the atmosphere. I shouldn't have brought you."

Mom glared at me, then turned and went into the banquet hall. The doors closed.

As the doors shut, I saw through the gap Mom gently putting a birthday hat on Chloe's head.

I had ruined the birthday party Mom had painstakingly prepared for Chloe, and made Mom angry. I wanted to make Mom happy again.

I asked many people, and they said that death meant one's soul flew to heaven.

So I climbed onto the rooftop. It was so close to the sky here. If I jumped from here, would I fly to heaven?

Just as I was about to jump, someone called out to me. I turned to look, and it was a very beautiful woman.

Her voice trembled uncontrollably: "Child, you can't play there. Come here, Auntie will take you to your mom and dad."

I politely thanked her, then asked, "Auntie, if I jump from here, will I fly to heaven?"

"I asked many people, and they all said dying means flying to heaven."

"Mom always says I'm a jinx and tells me to die. I don't want Mom to be unhappy all the time…"

The woman was scared but didn't dare to make any sudden moves.

She extended her hand towards me: "Child, come here, Auntie will take you home."

I shook my head: "No, Auntie, Mom will be unhappy if she sees me again. I don't want Mom to be unhappy."

I didn't say anything more, gathering strength and leaping towards the sky.

Mom, don't be angry. I listened to you. I'm obediently going to die.

But it wasn't quite what I imagined. My body plummeted rapidly.

Through the window, I saw Mom affectionately kiss Chloe's forehead.

Mom's gaze briefly flickered towards the window. I wanted to wave to Mom, but the speed of my descent was too fast.

Before I could even reach out, Mom disappeared from my sight.

A flicker of shock crossed Mom's eyes. Someone beside her shouted, "Someone jumped!"

Mom seemed disbelieving: "Chloe, where's your sister?"

Mom scanned the banquet hall, but didn't see me anywhere.

She panicked, quickly running to the window to look.

As my eyelids closed, I saw Mom. Her eyes seemed to be filled with tears, and her lips were moving.

Mom, did I do something wrong again? If not, then why are there tears in your eyes?

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