They Blamed Me for Surviving

Ten years after I'm abducted, I'm finally rescued and brought home.

From that day on, Mom and Dad make me the center of their world. They even burn through their savings and move to another city for me.

But those ten years leave me with severe depression.

One day, I take a razor blade to my wrist.

Dad grabs the blade with his bare hand. "If you die, what are your mom and I supposed to do?"

All that attention soon starts to suffocate me. Eventually, I snap and smash up all the furniture in the house.