"appa, i love you and i just want you to know ill take care of oppa. i know that he is worred too. but you have to get better so you can teach me how to drive and you know oppa dosen't want me out of the house, he worrys to much" i cried as he just looked me in the eyes 

"princess, one day people will call you by your real name and you wont have to be worried about your brother, just fall inlove and live your life. my princess you are..........."
 

his now lifeless body layed in front of me i couldent hear anything every thing was in slow motion i knew that i was crying and screaming and faleing while the 2pm gang who was with me pulled me out of my appa's room. 

"princess, i know you want to be in there but your brother order that if he passed you shouldn't see, you know he doesent like you looking at anythig dead"  one of the members told me trying to calm me down 

i was 16 at the time... i just let time pass me slowly for 6 year i was going to be 22 soon. my brother finally didn't care that i didnt want a party and was going to throw one anyway. 

"oppa how many time do i have to tell you, we dont need to throw a party i have no friends you wont even let me out of the house. (excpt for the times i snuck out to go clubing)" 

dance was my escape there was nothing that could keep me from it when i just didn't think the studio and my instructor was enough

"kid i know that you have been out of the house, don't think you can pull that over on me how else do you think you always get in and pay for nothing. i always have people there i know your every move. and your doing this for me" he said walking out of my room and slaming the door so hard it crackd 

"to overpertective" i said falling on my bed with the tears now falling down my face......