chapter iii.

I want to make them proud of me. It is the duty of a child.

In my young mind,
It was engraved in

my head

Be a
number
one.

In everything,
like my sister.

She is a
valedictorian

Since pre-school.
Y

ou can say

she

is

a

prodigy.

Always excel in everything.

And

there

Is

me.

Always in
second place,
w

ith no talent.

So, I did my best.

I study hard.
E

veryday,
Every night.

Because
I

know

Neither

I'm
smart
like
my
sister.

nor

a talented
like
her.

I spent my days,

with my

paper,
pen,
and
books.

I want them to recognize me.

And

look at me, too.

Like how

they look

at

Momo,

my beloved older sister.

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