I want to see the Paris

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Park. Middle of autumn…..leaves were falling from trees. Dark clouds covered the sky. It was midday. Park was empty… except the boy, who strolled through the park. He looks at 7-8 years maximum.

He walked and see that his favorite bench wasn’t free. A little girl of the same age sat there with head lowered. She was upset. Butwho cares thought the boy. The bench is mine,  and only I can sit there. He didn’t get accustomed to give something that is his.

• -Yah! It’s my bench and you better go home.
• -I can’t I run away from my home. I’ve no place to go.
• -Run away!? You are too young. Why did you do that? Did your parents beat you? But even they did you can’t stay here.
• -No! My parents never did that. My omma was in hospital for year. Now oppa said that she moved off... he said she’ll never come back.
• -So, your mother was ill? What kind of disease? Cancer?       

Girl nodded.

• -So she must be died. When moms or fathers died always is said that he went somewhere very far and can’t come back. Don’t believe them. Just go home.

The girl’s lips begun to shiver. And she burst out crying very loud.

• -OMG! What I’ve done. Please don’t cry.
• -Not your business. You are boor.
• -Mwo!? BOOR?...Aigoo! Ok I’m boor. Please don’t cry.
• -Ommaaa!....Ommaaa! What will I do? I’m all alone now. Who’ll care about me?   
• -Please don’t cry. I shot from the hip when I spoke. What’s your name?

Girl stopped crying

• -Tiffany
• -Ok Tiffany, I’m jiyong
• .Don’t worry. I’ll care about you.

He got handkerchief and dried her tears. Then was heard sound of rumbled stomach. He looked at her. She shyly  turn away her head. The boy smiled at his new friend. He took her arms.

• -You are hungry. Let’s go with me. My omma cooks deliciously. And he took her at home. 

Since then past 1 year. By that time they become very close. But one day like in many beautiful stories he had to move to other place.

• -Jiyong, please don’t go. Don’t leave me.
• -Tiffany, I have to. Be strong. Take care of yourself. And stop crying. If you won’t cry at all I’ll come back and will stay with you forever, ok

 She immediately wiped her tears.

• -Promise?
• -Promise!