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My wealthy parents worried that my sister and I would bully their adopted daughter, so they sent us to work as grass-roots employees, forcing us to fly the longest, toughest routes. Then we landed in Camoria, and a sudden riot broke out in the country. All the return flights were canceled. I called my parents, begging them to send a plane to get us home, but they coldly scolded me. My father said, "A good flight attendant stays calm in a crisis. Don't think about running away. "Wait and come back with that plane." Left with no choice, we begged everyone we knew and finally managed to buy two tickets home. But on the day of the flight, our phones showed the tickets had been canceled. Just as I was about to call the airline, my parents called. My father said, "If the rest of the crew can stay, why should you get special treatment? "I've canceled those tickets. Apart from that plane, don't expect to take any other means of transportation." They hung up and blocked us from buying tickets online. Later, everyone stranded there was brought back, except my sister and me. My sister was killed in the riot, and I was barely saved by the embassy. While I was numbly arranging my sister's funeral, I saw a post from my adopted sister. She posted: [I must thank the best parents in the world. They were worried when I was abroad and sent ten planes to escort me home.] This time, I didn't lash out. I quietly liked the post and left a comment. I said: [Your parents are so nice to you. Hope the three of you stay a happy family forever.]