True Identity
After Every Storm, There's Always A Rainbow
It's raining unusually heavy today. Hmph, looks like even the sky understands how I'm feeling right now.
Or maybe it's mocking me, teasing me. I don't know, all I know is that I'm soaking wet.
Still in my school uniform, dragging my book bag, I don't even bother to find shelter. I don't even care if my clothes have enough time to dry for school tomorrow.
Cause I'm not going to school. Cause I can't. Not anymore.
"So this is what being expelled feels like..." I said to myself. Doesn't feel so great. I just got expelled from school for misconduct and bad grades.
I'm actually pretty smart. I had dreams of becoming a doctor. I was always the top for my school and was always praised by my teachers. Guys adore me, girls want to be me. But eversince Dad's company went bankrupt, they couldn't afford tuition for me anymore, the house was always noisy because of Mom and Dad's constant fight about financial issues. I couldn't really concentrate in class anymore nor study at home. My temper has gotten much worse. So instead of getting good grades and praises in school, I keep getting Fs for tests and was always sent to the Principal's office. When the kids in school try to make fun of me, I beat them up. Even the guys.
"Guys used to adore me, and now they're scared of me.." I let out a small laugh thinking how ridiculous it all was. And now, I'm expelled. There's nothing left for me to do. No more studying, no more gossips about how I'm a , a drug addict, a low life. I'm finally free...I thought to myself. There's absolutely nothing left for me to do, except to tell my parents about it. They're gonna flip when they hear this...but I don't care anymore.
The moment I reach the front door of our small rented rooftop apartment, I could hear her. She's crying inside. "Why is she crying? And why isn't anyone there to comfort her?"
Throwing everything out from my book bag I found my keys and quickly opened the door. "Eun Jung ah! Eun Jung ah! Neon eodiiss-eo?!" I started to panic. Where could my little sister be? Why is she crying? Where's Mom and Dad?
Suddenly, I felt someone tugging on my skirt from behind.
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