Weak Past, Strong Future

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I stood in the corner as my father hazily said, “This is all your fault! You devil! If It weren’t for you, my wife would still be alive!” He was yelling at my one day old sister, YunMi. Our mother had died giving birth to her the day before, and my father blamed the death on YunMi. Being the clueless child I was, I did nothing to stop him from continuing. I watched as my sister kicked and screamed, not know what the loud noises were. After he took the last sip, he threw the bottle of soju at the wall above the infant, causing it to shatter, cutting her left ear. Drunken and crazed, my father disappeared into the dark. Forever.