Jimin's Story

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Jimin's pov:

(Jimin is born in Korea and still lives in Korea)

Here I am again sitting alone on a bench by the cemetery. I miss them. I miss my parents. I miss my 2 little brothers. I miss my younger sister who wasn't even born yet. They all got murdered because I was too selfish and got into a fight with some gangsters.. It's all my goddamn fault. A few years later the hospital gave me false hope and said that my unborn little sister had survived and that they couldn't reach us and explained to us they made a mistake with switching the baby's with a other family. Later they told me and my grandparents (who took care of me since that incident) that one of the baby's didn't survive, they also told us that it was a 55% chance that it was my little sister who hadn't survived.  I didn't believe the doctors anymore since they told us so much bullshit. So I gave up, I was lost anyways. 

Back to now.. My grandparents both left me they both went to heaven without me. I felt lonely as I walked over to my grandparents grave. I stared at their name name signs and the tears just rolled of my cheeks casually. You probably wonder where I live and what I do for a living. Well after the death of my grandparents a good friend of my grandpa adopted me, he always was like a father figure to me. He owned a company: Big Hit. He asked me if I wanted to become a idol since he knew I always had a passion for music. I had nowhere else to go so I decided to become a idol. Little did I know that it would give me a lot of stress and cause of depression, like I didn't had enough depression with my past. But yeah whatever I am in this so called boygroup 'Bangtan Sonyeondan' known as BTS, there are 6 other boys in the group. They are all like family to me, family I've never had...

Even though I have the boys having my back and comforting me, the depression hasn't left me. It's like an addiction to me, I can't live without it since I grew up with it.

I left the cemetery and went to Big Hit entertainment, I walked straight to the dancing room and turned the lights on and blast music through the speakers and locked the door. I feel at ease dancing all my pain away. It feels so good. After a while I got calm and stopped the music and layed down, thinking about my miserable life. There bam depression hit me hard again, thinking of my life already gives me sadness. I got up and went to our dorm, I didn't even bother to change my clothes and just got into bed. I cried myself asleep.



end Jimin's pov.

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