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Chapter 1: Beginning to the trip to hell!

 “Haru Minaski!!!!!!!!” I was daydreaming as my mother was yelling from the kitchen, I graduated out of NYU, what do I do with my life now. I am a fresh out of school liberal arts major! “HARU,” this woman,” YES MOM?” You see let me try and tell you a little about myself I am a soon to be author soon to be journalist, writing was the only thing I was good at and so was reading. I didn’t party and didn’t have billions of friends. My mother was a women who did all of that at my age, reason why she doesn’t have a degree, but she’s my mom and I know inside that she just wants to see me having fun I mean you’re only 21 once.

“HARU!!! “

“Sorry mom, yessssss?”

“I have a surprise for you!”

“What? By surprise I hope it isn’t another blind date the last guy was aisshhh…-"

“YAH! Stop! Your beautiful, young, why are you home all the time!? Anyway that doesn’t matter as of right now! So I got off the phone with your cousin Tara-“

“The one who lives in Seoul with Uncle James!? Isn’t it like midnight!? How is she-”  

“YES YES! Yes! Didn’t you learn curiosity killed the cat! And they are willing to have you live with them for as long as you wish!!!!!!”

  My mother was practically screaming like some girl who just saw a famous model. I wasn’t thrilled only because that meant leaving home and going somewhere with a cousin who was basically like my mother but 21!

“No.”

“haru!”
“no”

“HARU!”

“MOM!”
“Honey, your young please go out fall in love, have fun! Haru before you get a job and have to grow up.”

“Why though? What I want to do is something I love doing! Why have fun you sound like I’m signing away my life!”

   As my mother stood in the kitchen with a sour expression I turned around and walked back to my room. My mom’s always been there, 21 years of her only being in my life. My entire family lived all around; it was just me and my mom in New York, plus my Grandparents. My Dad died before I was born, so I was my mom’s only child and she never remarried, my Grandparents are really strict and didn’t like her going out when she had a child. Thanks to them my mom uses me to have fun, she sends me out, gets me dates, basically living the life she couldn’t through me. She says I remind her of my father because my attitude and how ‘simple’ I am. I never know if that is a compliment or not?  My cousin Tara is my age a month older I was born May she was born April. Her dad was my mom’s older brother and he wasn’t energetic or hyper he was cool, funny, and not a person to irritate you. One reason I didn’t want to go to Seoul was because of Tara, she was a spitting image of my mother but more careless, I loved her but at times hitting her sounded more pleasant.  Tara got pregnant at 16 and her parents had her keep the baby, 1 month into her pregnancy Tara lost it. I don’t know if she was scared or not but she never talked about it. She graduated from a university in Perfoming Arts; she is a ballerina, or a dancer you can say. Tara was like an older sister annoying but lovable.  

I was sitting on my bed reading my latest novel when my mother stomped in with my suitcases and threw them on my bed…

“Pack where leaving!”

“MOM????’’

“Now flight leaves tomorrow at 5am. “

  That was the first time my mom sounded scary, I sat there dumbfounded. The silence was thick like a fog; I gulped and could feel the nervous sweat. I couldn’t fit in another word or a defense because by the time I said anything my mom was out of my room and into hers.

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