[CONTENTID1]Dear Diary[/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2]Day 1 of Freedom[/CONTENTID2]

[CONTENTID3]I woke up having the sun rays that beamed through the gaps of the curtains hit my face. After having the blanket swept over my whole figure, relieved to have the sun out of my face, I hear one of the maid’s voice call out that my breakfast is ready. I thanked her and stated that I was to be down in a couple of minutes. I walked downstairs still in my pyjamas and my slippers. I wasn’t that posh. I enter the kitchen and on the counter laid 2 pancakes stacked with strawberries, blueberries and maple syrup to top it. The aroma was deee-lish!

After having eaten my breakfast, I brushed my teeth, showered and changed into a comfortable outfit. In this case, a baggy oversized woollen sweater, shorts and knee high socks as I wore my hair in a ponytail. My hair was naturally wavy and it took to my liking. I’d prefer my type of hair than be it straight or curly. I went into the library and picked out a random book and sat within my utopian area, which was a cornered cushioned area as the sun hit parallel to it, creating a cosy atmosphere. Though the book I was reading was intriguing, I got bored suddenly and an idea popped into my head.

“Hyun-Shik ahjusshi!” I liked to call him that on a basis knowing how close we were.

“Yes Dae Eun-ah?” Hyun-Shik peered at the door of the library.

“Can I go out? Can you drive me please?” I pleaded. I just remembered that my parent’s no-going-out restriction was off until 9pm.

I was purely fascinated by the fresh air smell and the vibrant colours I craved. Green leaves hovered over the car from time to time and the roads were busy but that didn’t have any affect upon what I was feeling right now. I fiddled with the grey cardigan I was wearing. I changed earlier, as I put on a white blouse and black skinny jeans. My parents took the fact that my style in attire was casual and sometimes a bit boyish, thankfully they weren’t bothered by it. I wore converses to top off my casual clothing and I didn’t bother to do my hair. I left it as the ponytail it was.

“Can I see what’s there?” I pointed at a park that was situated in front of a modern brown café. Hyun-Shik parked within a vacant space on the side of the rode where some other cars were situated.

“I’ll go and get some coffee.” Hyun-Shik spoke.

“I don