Broken Wings [{ Can't Fly }]
Description
And we are just here. Some caught in a cage dying to get out.
Some standing outside of the cage with broken wings.
We are different and yet all the same.
We have freedom but no time.
We are the birds with broken wings and broken wings can't fly.
Did we really have everything? Or did we have nothing to lose?
Did we chase after dreams? Or were we just caught in an illusion?
How many times did we die? Or did we even live at all?
Maybe we were simply waiting for someone to find us, maybe we were just lost in an empty box...
How could you not think about death in such a big city where all the excitements are. A big city full of fake and cold souls, in the middle of the drug and party scene. In a life that we look for trouble, in a life that we are too bored and have nothing left that can satisfy us because we already tried everything to stop the pain… I don’t know what is left anymore. We are much closer to death than we realise with all the going through our veins. We are marching to it with fast steps. I am not sure of anything at all… How does the death feel like? For a moment I ask myself the same question…and tense for way too long.
This story is about a girl called Jena coming to a new big city from a little town.
The problems in her family leads her to places where she tries to find the medicine
for her neverending emptiness and sorrow.
One day she meets a boy called Zico and his friends that seems to be on the same search like her.
Zico is a free-minded and a crazy person. He lives a fast life.
With his friends he tries to survive on the streets with their own rules and plans.
But after he meets Jena and learns to love her and the worries to lose his best friend Kyung,
makes his deep wish to start a new life grow more and more.
Can they really manage to find the peace after the darkness together?
Or will this road be the end for them?
Update: ZICO APPEARS FIRST IN CHAPTER 05 (06)
note: Even tho I never wrote a FF about Zico (block b) he is my biggest bias ever. So i decide to finally write a story about Zico and Block B. The main girl is Fictional and her name is Jena. The story starts with her childhood. After she meets Zico and his friends the story will take another road. And it will also be a VERSION X of my Lost Generation FF, only darker, rougher, more realistic, more dramatic and deeper but also cooler & funnier. It will also have much about family, friendship, loyality, romance and joy and fear of life. Give it a try :)
Foreword
It was extremly exiting. My mother was packing bags and boxes for days now. I understood that a new life for us will start soon.
I was only six years old back then and after the parade I would finally start with school. While my mother was packing our stuff nonstop, I played on the farm with the other kids from our little town. We played with the cute little cats and ran down to the harbor to watch the ships and boats and wave to the passengers and when it got dark we went to the moviehouse with my father. It was an amazing summer, the first that I experienced consciously. A summer that I still can't forget.
I knew that we would drive far away soon to a big city called Seoul. For us kids, my younger sister and me, was it the first time that we left our town this far. Everything was enormously interesting.
My parents told us magnificent stories about the huge apartment with six big rooms in which we should finally live. And much money they wanted to earn. My mother said, we would have a huge room just for us with endless amount of toys. Many great furnitures they wanted to buy. She then explained quiet detailed how our room would look like. I still remember this because I never stoped to dream about that room as a kid. As I grow older the room became even more beautiful.
And I really believed that this new city would bring us happiness. I believed we will be happy forever, just like the families in the stories our mother told us before we fell asleep. Then nobody told me that life can be a big trap, that it can absorb your soul.
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