Dear You,

                Today I decided to write and that is a good thing because I love writing and dislike it at the same time. Well, the only reason why that is because I am so annoyed with my hand writing which literally .

You might wonder why I’m writing this. Maybe because I have this thought that you’ll listen and understand or maybe because they said writing journals is good and that makes you good. I’ll leave all the thinking to you but either way I’d like to remain anonymous to you for some personal reasons.

                I don’t know where to start. Oh and sorry if I write the same way as I speak, I’m  always like that and I can’t help it. Today is the first day of summer vacation so I think I’ll be writing a lot to you but maybe not, I’m still confused. I’m always like that, I always procrastinate, and I mean once it started it never stopped. OH and sorry if I write a lot about nonsense things, I live with my dad; just my dad and we don’t really talk that much so I guess I’ll be telling you everything. Wait, Have I told you that Dad and I will be living here in Seoul like FOREVER? If I haven’t well then that’s it, Dad and I will be living here. I’m a little disappointed when dad told me last week because I hate life in here if you only know.

                I hated going here in the first place, if given a chance I would’ve stayed in the province and breathe in fresh air but to be me I had no choice. First days were supposed to be fun and nice, well it is except for everything was fake. I mean people would talk to you and then talk about you behind your back; I’ve been living as if I’m the only one listening to the teacher and that is until the school year ended.  And take note, I used to love going to school in our province but here, NO WAY! I hate school, I get bullied physically and verbally because I’m a newbie and I get high grades (that’s because like what I told you I’m the only one who pays attention to class) I told Dad about this bullying thing but he said I should just be friendly and then they’ll get used to it and then that people here are nice even if they’re not. In the end Dad did believe that I was bullied only 2 weeks ago when some es  girls tried to bully bullied me and broke my Violin to pieces. I didn't know what happed next ,I just woke up in the hospital and the doctor was talking to my dad and I had lots of bruises all over my hands and when we got home dad told me that I almost killed but I didn't gethim ause it's more like I almost got killed and now I'd have to stop writing because now I miss my viiolin and it makes me feel sad. Until next time friend.

                                                                                                                                                          - Suzy (수지)

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Suzy closed her Journal ( more like a diary) and went downstairs.Before she could pass by the kitchen her dad called her.

"Maknae,where are you going? Dinner is served" Her dad said.

"Nowhere Appa, I was just about to return my pen" She said as she placed the pen on top of the table and walked towards the kitchen with a pout. "Yah Appa, How many times do i have to tell you not to call me maknae~ "

" what's wrong with me callingyou maknae?" he asked.

" Everything, cause I don't have siblings~ " Suzy answered in a pout and took a seat beside her Appa.

Her Appa's face became serious as he said " Bae Suzy, can you do me a favor and finish college here~"

" Appa,what are you talking about? Im still in Highschool" Suzy said in a worried tone, Her first year staying in Seoul didn't went well and maybe it would more on the upcoming years.

Dinner went well, Nobody talked until Suzy's Appa broke the Ice.

" It's been decided Maknae, You'll study college here in SEOUL" Suzy almost choked on what her Dad said.

" Appa~" but she couldn't do anything, her dad is her only family and she can't imagine how sad her Dad will be if she refused.

" Yes,Appa We'll stay here" She said showing a Fake smile.

Her Dad looked upon her, not believing what she just said. Suzy approached her dad, gave him a hug and whispered

" You know I always want to make you smile"
in that her dad smiled He's so lucky to have a daughter like her.

Suzy's dad watched as Suzy fed her pet dog Shiri and thought

* I feel guilty, Suzy has been a very good daughter to me and yet I can't tell her the truth about why we're here and why we can't leave.I can't even tell her anything about her mom

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