Not Your Spare Daughter

Synopsis

My family never loved me. On the night I died, they were abroad, gathered together for a grand Christmas Eve dinner. When my father received the call from the police, he looked utterly annoyed. "If she is dead, do not bring her back here. Just scatter her ashes somewhere." My grandmother chimed in immediately, "With that jinx gone, the house will finally be peaceful again." My younger brother raised his glass in a cheer. "Great! Now that the storage room Emily slept in is empty, can I finally move my motorcycle in?" Yet, on the day they came to identify my remains, my father, the man who had loathed me most of all, completely lost his mind.