050. Lost – Junhyung/Junhyung

Rating: PG-13 (language)

Person: First

Word Count: 413

Wandering for days can be tiresome; being alone can be boring, being dehydrated can be hell. There’s no rain, no people, no life at all. I feel so alone but that is the consequence to the severe action I took.

Who am I? I am Yong Junhyung, age twenty one, former student of Anyang High School in South Korea. On the eleventh of March, I ran away from home. It was all too much. I felt too much pressure of not only being Yong Junhyung but Yong Junhyung of Beast.

Now, I feel ing screwed. I thought that I had had enough of CUBE Entertainment’s bull so I ran away from my luxurious life of an idol. I was a and traded everything I had in. It is my entire fault for being where I am today.

My knees fell to the ground finally in defeat as the heat washed over my body. I had learned years ago that people die of thirst before hunger and I know why. My lips are dry, my tongue is dry, and my mouth is dry. I feel as if all moisture was out of my body.

Clearly, I am lost but I won’t go back, not yet for I cannot. I roll onto my back, looking up at the blue sky with squinted eyes. I shut my eyes until I saw nothing but blackness. Soon a cool breeze encompassed the area, bringing me a short amount of relief.

When darkness fell, so did I once more. Throughout the day I had no choice but to fall just to pick myself back up again. I didn’t want to go back to the life I once had so I have to keep venturing on.

“,” I cursed underneath my breath as my knees went out from under me.

I pushed up on my elbows, preventing my face from pushing against the ground while the rest of my body lies helplessly behind me. From inches away I spotted a smooth area of sand. Struggling, I crawled my way over there, refusing to let myself down just yet.

In the sand I wrote what was on my mind, which was very little opposed to what I have said in the past. But I am a writer and a few words that can go very far.

My name is Yong Junhyung. From here I will write my final words. I may be lost but my story will not end.