Dont_eat_my_tofu

Murder Trials: Revenge of The Dead Heiress

I was mocked. The abuse during my childhood was severe, no wonder my ending was pitiful. I was suppose to be the doted on heiress of a reputable and wealthy family. Status, money, luxurious houses, it was suppose to be mine. However, life never turns out the way one expects. I was despised-because of my unmentionable illness. I was the bane of my family's existence. I was the black sheep. Once my father remarried, I sank further into the background. All of the attention was given my stepmother and half sister. I was just a name without a face. Only my grandparents loved me. At school I had no friends. Everyone flocked to my stepsister. Then supposed love of my life conspired against me with my stepsister for over inheritance so that it would go to them and our younger brother. I was a means to an end. I tried to resist, but it was useless. My death had no effect one anyone . 'Good riddance', they all thought. Soon, because of the insurmountable regret in my heart, I incarnated as a vengeful spirit, haunting this world twenty years after my death. However, on the 15th day of the seventh month though, things started to change. During the fourth hour of the ghost festival my luck had finally started to change. I have been given a second chance at life. Everyone who owed me then has to pay ten fold now!.........with their lives!