Our Story Begins....

It's Not Called Love

My mother once told me to never be angry and to forgive everyone. She was never a woman who held grudges, but.....this is the real world mom and I am not willing to take that chance. Living in the orphanage didn't really bother me as I been waiting to reach 18 to start my real plan. 

"Hey silly" my unni, Jeon Hyo Sung, said as she handed me a cupcake. 

"What's this for" I said staring at the bright pink frosting on the light vanilla bread

"Lighten up, it's your birthday" Hyosung said

"....not my food didn't have enough money to buy me meat?" I said with a small smile

"You know I don't have a lot of money I mean paying for the apartment and part-time job" Hyosung biting the cupcake. 

That's our problem, we live in a small apartment and the only reason why we're still living is because Hyosung is a waitress at  K-food. 

"Speaking of job...I saw a bunch" Hyosung said slamming the newspaper on the table

"I can already tell...they won't accept"

"If you would bother to look yo-"Hyosung started until she was interrupted by the knocking on the door

"Who is it?" Hyosung said flipping her messy hair as she opened the door

"Hello, can you please take care of my daughter for two hours? I have to go to a meeting and none of the babysitters are coming" the woman said

"W-we're not babysitters" Hyosung said

"Can you please I give you 50 dollars an hour" the woman said

"50 DOLLARS?" We both said at the same time scaring the woman 

"I'm sorry for that,  but yes we can take the little girl" Hyosung with her award-winning smile. 

"Thank you, that's nice to know" the woman said handing the little girl to Hyosung. Right then seeing the little girl suddenly made me forget my sadness as I walked to the girl and handed her a dum-dum I had in my pocket. 

"Dum-Dum?" the little girl said staring at the wrapper. 

Seeing the little talk I couldn't help but be happy as I played and talked with her my smile became more and more brighter. That was when I knew what my job was meant to be....a babysitter, and I couldn't wait to get started. 

 

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