I had just got home from parents' funeral and I just couldn't handle the pain anymore. I broke down as the tears pour down my face. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I stared at the ceiling of my room. When I finish crying I change out of the stiff black dress I was wearing. I put on a pair of sweats and a tank top. I washed my face with cold water and put my long, dark curly hair in a messy bun.  I sit down at my desk, whenever I was sad I would look at the comments on my song videos and it usually made me feel better. I click on youtube and go on my channel. I scroll through my videos and found one with my parents and me in it. I click the video and my parents' smiling faces popped up on the screen. I was setting the camera up as the video started and we laughing about something we had said before we started recording.  I looked at them a smile as I sat down from across them.

"Okay ready? The first question about our family. Why did your parent's, my Grandparents, make you leave their home?" My parents exchanged a glance.

"Well, when I was 17 I learned I was pregnant, with you. I had about 15,000 dollars in my account from my job and a little from my parents. Your father's parents let us live with them. We decided we needed a change." She looked at my dad with loving eyes.

"We began to save money to leave Korea. When you were 3 years old we saved enough to move to America. We somehow managed to become what we are." My dad finished.

"Okay. Was it easier once you moved to America?" I asked eagerly.

"Of course not." My mom responded to my question. "It was hard because not many people knew Korean. It took me 2 1/2 years to get fluent in English. We didn't have much money either. But we managed to come to fame in America. They smiled and began to laugh."Your dad had to translate for me."

I pause the video and look at my parents' smiling faces. I stare at my screen for a while than powered my desktop and go to my full body mirror. My hair still in a messy bun wild curls sticking out of it. My eyes were wider than my mom's.

I walked around for a while wishing I could hear my parents' voices or even their laugh one more time. I walk in my room and looked around. Eventually I collapsed in bed and cried myself to sleep.