When i was seven, i had dreams.
I dreamt of being famous.
I dreamt of being happily married.
I dreamt of being a princess with my own prince charming and my own castle.
I dreamt of having my own children.
I dreamt of a happy world, with happy people.
When i was seven, my dreams disappeared.
But not out of nowhere, no.
When i was seven, my dreams were taken away from me.
My life started to fall apart on that cold winter day. It was December second, 9:38pm. I remember it as if it was yesterday.
The cold breeze as the wind from outside my window struck my bare skin.
The tears rolling down my face.
The pain.
The inability to scream even though i tried.
His hands holding me in place.
The man I used to know as my family taking away my innocence before my very eyes.
When he was done, he told me not to tell anyone.
I never did.
June 16, 2017. 7:46pm.
11 years later, I dream again.
I have money, and partial fame.
Not thanks to me, anyways.
My mother, kim Sooyoung, is a CEO of a major company and a motivational speaker for women's rights.
My father died when i was nine. My mother still hasn't gotten over it.
Now that its just my mother and I, its hard to keep up with bills. I work a part time job at a cafe nearby.
She's been seeing someone. I know it. Every friday night, she gets ready in nice clothing and does her hair and makeup before rushing out of the house. She's been happier lately.
August 3, 2018. 5:14pm
"Honey, are you packed yet?" My mom's voice calls from the living room.
Taking a glance around my now packed bedroom, it feels almost empty.
Boxes take the places of where my old belongings used to be. The bed is bare, with no sheets. I shudder.
Im happy we're leaving this place.
"Yeah." I shout back at her.
"Well come on then. The movers will be here later to get our boxes." The front door opens
I start heading out, when i catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My sweater is huge on me. So huge, its almost swallowing me whole.
Taking one last glance at the place that was once my home, i shut the front door and walk away.
No more memories.
No more pain.
Or so i thought.
August 3, 2018. 11:56pm
The car turns into a long driveway lined with trees and fairy lights.
Taking my head of the window, i move to see out the front windshield.
My mom looks back at me from the passenger seat, smiling. "Do you like it?"
My jaw drops as the house comes to view. A modern building 10 times the size of our old apartment.
They laugh at my reaction and pull the car into the three-car garage where my mother's car is already parked neatly.
the car's engines go silent as he takes the keys out and exits the car, opening my door before making his way over to my mother's side door and opening it for her.
"Kim Eunjae, Kim sooyoung, Mr Song." A man in a fancy outfit bows to us before opening the grage door and taking our coats.
I walk into the house astonished at the beauty.
"Could you show miss Eunjae up to her room please?" Song jisoo, my mothers boyfriend, asks the butler.
"Of course." He replies before walking up a set of stairs. He takes me up a second flight of stairs and stops in front of a door i assume to be my bedroom.
"Thank you," i bow. Walking into the room, i shut the door behind me and look around. To my right is a vanity with a huge mirror,
To my left is a giant walk in closet, and right in front of me is a king sized bed with a canopy.
I squeal and jump into the bed, staring at the ceiling.
I roll over onto my stomach and call my bestfriend, Minha.
After two rings, she answers.
"Hello?"
"Minha, oh my god. You will not believe this house."
The other end of the line is silent for a second.
"Jae, its midnight."
"I know, i know. But this is amazing!"
"I bet. Song jisoo is a rich man, jaejae. It's no doubt he has a big house."
"You are going to love visiting."
"If i even can. You know how your mom is with inviting people over."
"True. But still, i can convince her and-"
"I'd love to, but now isnt the time. I have to get some sleep. Goodnight."
"Oh, okay. Goodnight."
Minha has ended the call.
I roll back over on to my back before drifting off to sleep.
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untouchable <<BTS Pjm ff>>
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