The Return of You
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So.. where to start off. There's a lot of things that happened in my life, so the question is where to start off? Hmm.. well my name is Jung Soomi for starters. For two years now, my days were exactly the same. Sad, depressing, or any dreadful word you can make of. And the reason behind this is a guy named Lee Jinki. I loved him. If you can say, he was the only reason I lived and the one and only person I trusted. But offering him my trust was truly a mistake. Because after giving him all my trust and love, he left me. Not just that, but for another girl. And the thing is - it still hurts.. badly.
Nothing changed since the day he broke up with me. I concentrate on school and work a job that pays little. My parents are sick, and I have to pay for their care. It's not easy. I decide that I need a better job that will pay me more .. much more.
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It's been almost two years since I left the girl I loved most. Jung Soomi.. the most beautiful, smart, talented, bubbly, and the most amazing girl I met. And two years ago, one action turned into a mistake I regret the most.. leaving her. To follow my dream of becoming a singer. Guilt still rushes through me thinking about her, because I lied to her. I made an excuse so I can follow my dream. I miss her and pray she will be okay.
Foreword
"Omma," I say with tears in my eyes, "you need to be okay!"
"I'll be alright Soomi.." she says, choking on her own voice. Both my mom and dad are ill, and there isn't enough money to pay for surgery and care. I sighed. My job is only paying me 30,000W ($30US) a week. There is no way to pay for these things unless they survive ten years later, which I HIGHLY doubt.
I left the hospital with hot tears in my eyes. The overwhelming sensation of hurt flows through my tears. I really want to die, I live a hard life. Working hard, parents are ill, and having hallucinations about the person I love most.. Lee Jinki. Pain started to rise in my heart thinking about all this, thinking about life. Days were the same since two years ago. I would go to school, visit my parents, work, and sometimes street-perform. I loved singing so earning extra money for what I love to do is what makes me happy - or at least, a better condition than sad.
Since today is a Friday, I can street-perform. It gives me a little bit of extra money, but still it's not enough. I walked down the streets of Seoul, meeting up with my friend, Miyoung. She and her parents own a kareoke shop, which is the whole reason I can street perform. I fixed the sleeve of my shirt as I got ready to perform.
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