My name is Mandy Jones. During the Independence Day holiday, I quit my job and traveled to Germany with my father Fred Jones, my grandmother Jessica Jones, and my 9-year-old brother Jeffery Jones.
I covered all the expenses, but Jeffery either hit or scolded me the entire trip.
Jeffery screamed, "Get lost, I don't want you around. You're a jinx, you'll ruin everything for me."
Everyone thought Jeffery was just being unreasonable, but not long after, he actually fell into the Main River during the dragon boat race, leading to a lung infection.
We immediately canceled the trip and returned home. On the plane, Jeffery was burning with fever, barely conscious, yet still yelled angrily at me.
Jeffery cried out, "Help! Mandy wants to kill me. Grandma, save me!"
That night, Jeffery mysteriously died in the hospital room.
Everyone accused me, saying I was the one who killed Jeffery.
Fred broke my leg, and Jessica directly pushed me toward a speeding truck. I was run over and died gruesomely on the street.
But I was reborn on the day I took my family on the trip abroad.
