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                                                                    Ji-Yeon's POV                                                                     

I watched as my mom flew in the air and landed on the ground.

She didn't move, I stared at her empty body.

I touched her face, I smile with tears in my eyes.

She still has radiant white skin even though the rest of her body is covered in blood.

I sat looking at her, why am I not sobbing my eyes out.

As I sat next to my deceased mom, group of people gathered around.

Then my dad apperead, "WHO DID THIS TO HER!"

I flinched hearing my dad's booming voice.

I rose one hand as crowds gasped.

"Mom saved me, dad, don't misunderstand, I didn't know a car-"

My dad quickly interupted, "My daughter killed my own wife."

My dad's eyes were forming many tears.

He looked at me and stared, "She saved you, and you're not even crying?"

I just stared at the ground feeling as if something was going to happen.

Something, very bad and unexpected.

We heard the ambulance signal and my mom's lifeless body was laying on the ground.

The ambulance took out a stretcher and had my mom lay on it.

My dad, my mom, and I rode it all together.

At one point, my dad stopped crying and looked at me.

"This is your fault." His words spat on me.

I ducked my head and walked away hearing the sad news.

"Mr. Park, Mrs. Park had died on March 8, 2004 at 10:00 P.M."

I saw my dad, I eyed him up and down.

Why am I getting this uneasy discomfort.

I felt scared for some reason.

My dad had his fists clenched.

I knew it, and I deserved it.

It was 12 and 2 hours had past since my mom last died.

My dad said he needed to talk to me and dragged me into his car.

His grip tightened and it pained me but he would only get mad if I said anything.

He pushed me into the passenger's seat, and I fell onto the ground.

I quickly stood up and sat down eyeing my sore wrist.

We drove home he pulled me out of the car and opened the door of the house.

I closed my eyes, trying not to cry because I knew what he had bocome.

He had become a monster.

He pushed me onto the ground and I fell landing on my rear end.

My dad grabbed his belt and started to whip it all over my body, then he gave one with all his might.

It hurt way more than the other whips, it surfaced through my skin as my vision becan to black out.

I woke up and found myself in my father's bed.

He came out and I saw my bare body.

He smiled and I shrieked.

"Thank you." He said as he was putting on his belt.

I was not a any more.

I ran to my room and cried myself to sleep.

It's been 3 years, andhe still abuses me.

He has abused me and me when I was 14.

Luckily I didn't become pregnant.

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I looked in the mirror.

I saw many scars that left trails and held memories.

I had new ones and my body looked weak from starvation.

I quickly grabbed my uniform from my bed and wore it.

I quickly got my make-up and covered my scars.

I smiled, it was a fake smile.

I skipped breakfast and I walked to school.

I went inside and found my locker.

The only locker that is decorated.

Decorated with hurtful words.

I read it everyday and start my day with it.

What are you doing in this world? Die already! We're sick of you, You useless piece of .

It stung me but I continued to open my locker.

I entered my class room and found everyone staring at me.

I walked down the aisle as people tripped me and said hurtful words.

""

"stupid"

"worthless."

"Piece of ."

"."

I headed for my table frowning.

It wasn't there.

Myungsoo looked at me.

He pointed to the window and I looked below.

"Go get it."

I was going to leave the classroom but the students blocked it.

" I said go get it, through the window."

i stared at the desk and I sat on the window ledge.

It was the highest story of the building but it was jumpable.

I took a deep breathe and jumped.

I lnded on two feet but my left foor ceased to the right and I heard a big crack.

I winced in pain.

My desk was nearly broken but my chair was conpletely fine.

i grabbed it and dragged it since I didn't have strength to pull it up.

I arrived back in class and I heard classmates looking bored.

"Well that was a bit boring." Myungsoo smirked.

I could only stare at him.

"Get down on your knees." Myungsoo smirked again.

I stared at him.

"I said GET DOWN!" This time he yelled.

I put both my hands on my thighs and started to bend my knees.

One leg reached the ground, then the other.

Tears started to form around my eyes.

Myungsoo took something out from his pocket and threw it at me.

They were dollar bills.

I caught them but only to give it back.

I started to get mad.

How dare he make me get on my knees and beg!

How dare he give me worthless money!

I shoved the money in his chest.

He grabbed my wrist and shoved the money into my hands.

"Filthy s should have filthy money." Myungsoo looked deeply into my eyes.

I finally answered. "Then it should be yours." and I threw it at him and grabbed my backpack to leave school.

I haven't even attended class yet and I shook my head.

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I arrived at 6 and my group of friends, Infinite, helped me move her desk.

We picked it up and threw it our the window.

I grabbed the chair and kicked it out the window after throwing the desk out.

I quickly looked out the window and saw the desk and chair.

She will have to jump from this height?

I ended up laughing.

About 10 minutes later, Ji-Yeon came and well she looked... like the she always is.

She ignored our comments and tripped a few times and I only smiled.

It was time to start my plan.

I told Ji-Yeon about the desk and chair and she was planning to get out through the door.

I quickly made a hand signal and they guarded the door so that she doesn't leave.

" I said go get it, through the window."

She looked at me with disbelief.

She went to the window and she sat down on the ledge.

I glared at her, she took a deep breathe and jumped.

She landed safe but with a twited ankle but who cares.

I wasn't satisfied.

She came back to the classroom looking very tired.

To make it better I told her to get on her knees.

She was bewildered and looked at me with shock in her eyes.

After about a minute ahe put her hands on her thigh and went on proposal position.

Soon after she put her other knee down on the ground.

She was kneeling.

I smirked and I tossed her my money in my pocket.

I gave it to her, so what?

I stll had a billion more at home just for myself.

She stood up taking my money and I turned around.

She turned me around and handed me the money.

I gave it back to her.

"Filthy s should have filthy money."

She looked angry, it was the first time I heard her speak this confident.

"Then it should be yours." and she threw it at me.

She go angry and grabbed her backpack and walked out of class.

I clenched my fist and headed out the door.

Nobody dared to stop me.

I grabbed her arm and she turned around with pain in her eyes.

"YOU have IT."

She refused and started to walk away.

Again I aimed for her arm but she avoided my hand and turned around herself.

I slapped her across the face with the same hand holding the money.

Tears started to form around her eyes but she quickly wipped it off with her arms.

I looked closely at her arms.

I saw something dark blue.

It looked serious.

I touched it but she backed away from pain.

She quickly rubbed it, I looked again and saw nothing.

I must've misunderstood, I started to walk away.

I felt something on my back.

It was the money.

I looked closely at the tip of the dollar bill and saw blood.

I touched it, it went on my fingers.

Did I slap her too hard?

She was the first girl that ever talked back and won.

I grit my teeth, I NEED TO WIN.

I stared at the 100 dollars and ripped it up and shredded it.

I left it on the ground.

She was the first girl.

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