I am eager to type this but... *sigh* I really wanted to finish one or two of the fanfics... But... This fanfic is calling me to write it... ^^;;
Chapter 1
The past...
This happens when I am 12 years old. I'm still in a middle school.
I was a good ballet dancer and I was choosen to be in an audition.
I received an invitation letter from my ballet teacher. She told me to give it to eomma and so I did.
I went back home happily and eomma was cooking dinner! Yummy! ^^
Anyway, I quietly walked behind eomma but she knew I was going to scare her.
'How's you day?' She asked. I was really disappointed that eomma knows I am going to scare her. 'It was fine. Eomma! Guess what?' Eomma stopped cooking. She turned and looked at me. 'What is it, honey?'
I smiled at her and flashed her the invitation card. She took it and she gave me a big smile and hugged. 'Aww.... I'm sooo proud of you!'
'Can you make it?' I asked her. She froze for a short while. She broke the hug and looked at me in the eyes. 'Honey, I don't know if I can make it but I will try to come, ok?'
I was thinking that eomma will not come due to her heavy work. She was a tailor.
'Oh ok... I hope you can come.' I told her. 'I will, EunJoo. I will.' She gave me a smile. 'Come... We don't want the food to turn cold.'
We ate our dinner happily.
Oh... About abeoji... He cheated on eomma when I was 3 years old. He re-married with another woman. Unfortunately, he passed away. He had a car accident on the way to work. Eomma and my so-called "step-mother", hated each other.
A week later, I was really nervous for the audition.
As for eomma, she was busy with her work and she has to serve her customers.
I was really shivering and had sweaty palms. 'Eomma... Where are you?' I kept looking outside the stage curtains.
When it is my turn to dance, I greeted the judges and started to dance.
Not concentrating on my moves, I kept falling down and looked at the seats. She was still not there! EOMMA!!! WHERE ARE YOU?! I was really angry!
When my ballet teacher came to me, she has the sad look on her face. 'EunJoo ah? I'm sorry to say this but...'
'Your eomeoni died in an accident on the way here.' I froze for a short while. Tears rolling down to my cheeks. 'EOMMA!!!!!' I screamed at the stage and cried really hard. I even collapsed. My ballet teacher managed to catch me and sent me to the sick bay.
My ballet teacher and myself were rushing to the hospital.
In the ward, I saw her face for the very last time. I held her hand. 'Eomma...'
3 days after eomma's death, I stayed with my step-mother for 3 years. When I entered high school, my step-mother threw me out in the house. I had no where to stay. So, I stayed at a rented house. I had no money so I have to find as many jobs as I can.
I worked in a hotel as a cleaner and a cashier in a supermarket.
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My first day of high school, I made 2 new friends, one of them are actually half Japanese and Korean. Her father is a Korean and her mother is a Japanese. Her name is Hana.
Hana is somehow a tomboyish type. She was an ex-gangster back then.
I met another girl. She is more to the "Dark-Side". Meaning, she is a gothic person. She always wears black. Even her nails are black! (Black polish...) Additional... She wears eyeliner. I know it is natural for gothics to wear that kind of stuff.
I heard a lot of girls especially the sophomore students always talked about this guy named, Kim RyeoWook. He has the face of a girl but he has the guy's charms. He was really popular. RyeoWook is also a freshman like me but we do not talk much.
He is actually my classmate. I was really eager to talk to him but... He was very quiet and shy.
We heard that RyeoWook ssi declined a sophomore. She tried to hug him but he pushed away without a single word!
Anyway... I guess that's all the past things I've said...
