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            Sunshine crept into the pale green room of mine, making it turn yellow. My eyes fluttered open from the terrible nightmare I had. It seemed so real, yet so empty. It had no meaning. There was no meaning in my life. I just keep going since there's no reason to leave this world. Just not yet. I sat upright on the floor covered with thick blankets and the 7 thick blankets on top of me, keeping me warm from the winter wind. I adjusted my posture and closed my eyes, holding my breath. I could just die right there, no one would care. *BEEP* My phone rang. I was rich enough  back then to afford a Samsung Galaxy 4G. The line was $10 a month. But the cashier looked at me and said,"How 'bout $1 a month, sweetie? It's okay for me." All I did was nod weakly. I looked at the screen, blankly. I finally unlocked my phone and looked at the text:

                         From: K-POP Beauty Forever, Look Like A K-POP Star!

                              Hyojin-ah, we have decided to accept you. Please decide the salary you desire:

                              ___$100.00

                              ___ Other? ________________________

  Please do not go over $4,000 a month. Thank you! Please buy our products and we'll give you a 99% discount!! <3 Annyeong!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 Please print and then fill out, and return to us by tomorrow!!

                                         I read the message over and over again, pinching my cheeks to see if it were a dream. OWIE~~~! THAT HURTS. PABO. I went to go get some clothes I picked a black camisole to go underneath a back, gray, and dark blue striped off-the-shoulder, wool sweater. I wore black skinny jeans with wool leggings under to keep me warm. I grabbed a gray beanie and sat down on the floor again. My diary was planted on the bedside table. It was beige and had pale green bordering. It had an orange button, keeping my diary closed from the world. I examined the fabric cover and back cover. It was made by my grandmother long before she died. She was the only family I had. Then, POOF, and I knew she was never coming back.

                                               I went to the bathroom to splash some water on my face. I brushed my teeth when something caught my eye. My reflection. I was a pale, white skinned girl. I had light brown hair and pink lips. I had high cheekbones. All I saw was a pathetic, tired, worn-out girl. And, trust me, I'd do anything for 2 plates of deukkbokki, kimbap, and icepan. I was tired of life. I didn't want to live anymore. I wanted to see my grandma again.  Stray tears slid down my face. But one certain someone kept me going: Kim Myungsoo. I'd realized I fell in love with him on Valentines' Day. It was all pink, red, and white. I wore a pink chiffon because of Myungsoo. The Queenkas had spilled their liquid mascara and eyeliner all over my gray sweater. It stayed there for, like, ever! Until Grandmother had washed it off with her washing detergent ingredients. We couldn't afford the other detergents because it was too expensive. The stain was too hard to wipe away, so Grandmother had made a special recipe for detergent. It had worked successfully to clear the stain, leaving no trace of it behind, in one wash. Grandmother and me were ecstatic. At once, we shared the recipe with our neighbors. They listened carefully. I went to collect the ingredients. The recipe was:

                                                Blossoms Forever

• sweet smelling flower petals (10)

• water

• pot

• stove

• 1 bar soap

• fish sauce and melted brown rice      

                                       It was successful. I didn't realize how much money would could make and how fast we could spend it all on stuff we need to live! School! AH! I'M LATE! I walked out and saw a sleek black limo cross the street. Myungsoo! Oh my god. Hyperventilating...! His head stuck out of the top window, yelling at... Sunggyu, I guess? Ahh... I walked and walked and walked till I got to the school. But, I lost my breath.

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                                Hello, chingus! I haven't updated and now, there's a cliffhanger. I know it's short but I'm in a freakin' spelling bee representing my class!!!! I HAVE TO STUDY! Haha. Any requests for love lines? Like default love if Myungsoo doesn't know that he loves her and then she moves on and dates someone else, then a car crash, Myungsoo realizes he loves her? LOLZZZZZZZZZZZZ. I'm sleepy... So..................................

            PRESS SUBSCRIBE AND COMMENT PLEASE! ANNYEONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3