Disillusionment
Description
Jaehwan always believed that he was lucky. It had always been drummed into him that everyone else in the world were envious of his people, that he was part of the strongest nation in the world. He thought he would always be loyal to his country and his leader. But chinks in the wall that surrounded the ideals of North Korea were shining through like stars in the night sky, because loyalty is something that must be earned, not forced.
Foreword
It was a good thing they lived here, on the outskirts of Pyongyang. Jaehwan could only imagine how much worse the punishments for disobedience would be had they hailed from America or South Korea. Just the thought of living in those apocalyptic countries made him shudder with gratitude for his small apartment, pillow under his head, a loving family, and a wonderful, capable ruler. He’d heard horrible things about the rest of the world from the speeches Kim Jong Un made over the radio and echoing in the streets in the morning, and was eternally happy he had such a strong country that everyone else feared to call his home.
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