Just when you were two, you moved from South Korea, over to America, to live in Charlotte, North Carolina. There wasn't any reason to move there. You're family just... did. You never did remember what Korea was like, and you always wished you did. You wished you had a Korean accent, and learned Korean. But you ended up learning English, and having an American accent. You didn't want to live like this, and always tried to change your lifestyle. But you're mom always said, "You were meant to be an American" she would say in her korean accent. It was almost like they were mocking what you always wanted. Now, you were 13, in the year 2001. You were sitting down, at your kitchen table, and thought of something she had kept in for so many years... "I want to move back to Korea." Her mom looked up from her book, her dad from his newspaper. "Move? Haha, as if Park. Airline trips are expensive, and we can't just afford a trip there, along with moving everything we have."