My Brothers Called Me a Liar Until I Died

My brothers called my cancer a lie and forced me onto deadly rides for my eighteenth birthday. I never came back alive. As a ghost, I watched them give my birthday, my belongings, and my place in the family to their beloved foster sister.

Then the truth surfaced: she had poisoned us all. Now my brothers are begging for forgiveness—but their tears can’t bring me back, and I’m done waiting for their love.