7 years ago

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Soo In-Na's #P.O.V

The wind blows as if it's chased by numerous clouds. The clouds that kept moving above my neighborhood started yelling. I was there, in my sweetest home(sarcasm), seeing my mother packaging all of her stuff. This isn't the first time she did this, but with someone waiting outside the house, I realize maybe this is the last time. The last time she package all her stuff, and the last time I would ever see her.

I was crying, and begging to my mother so that she wouldn't leave. But she didn't listen. And at that age, that's all I can do, right? I did my best. Yes. I did what I c