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HANEUL POV
WORDS can't describe the soreness I'm feeling over my parent's death right now.
It's been a month. Still, the whole village seemed to be lifeless. The villagers loved my parents. They told love stories about them to their kids. Children, teenagers & adults looked up to my father as a hero.
Ladies always have a great friendship with my mother.
Every time my parents walk around the village, the people would bless them.
Suddenly, their death seemed to cut their tongues mercilessly. Not only others, even my grandparents.
The house become gloomy & I could no longer call it home.
My mother was stabbed to death with my sibling in her womb.
My father- who loved my mother more than himself- poured all his life into her. His only lifeline was no more which made his heart stop. Heart attack.
Every time I heard the love stories my mom told me as a child. I always asked her, "Why did the other person die so easily for their lover? They can move on!"
How funny, I wanted to laugh. My mother & father are now examples.
I felt betrayed.
How could you Mom, Dad? How could you leave me behind?
Is my love not true? Why didn't I die with you both?
I could feel a part of me gone. I could fucking feel it & it hurts like a bitch.
I convinced my grandparents before going back to our house.
As I opened the door, the whole house looked lifeless.
The house was cleaned and everything is in its place. It get dusty as no one was home for over a month.
I slowly moved inside looking around.
Suddenly, I felt cold chills behind my neck. I quickly looked back. Nothing.
I wipe the stray tear that slips to my cheek.
"Dad!"
I heard a noise from my parent's bedroom.
"Dad!"
I immediately try to open the door but it was locked.
Why?
I sobbed hard falling on my knees. Attaching my forehead to the door I softly called.
"Dad, is that you?"
I heard a tap on the door from inside again.
My sobs grow louder.
"Is Mom with you?" I didn't get any response.
I felt a warm hug from behind. This familiar warmth.
"Mom!"
The bedroom door suddenly opened before I felt another warm hug.
"Dad!" I couldn't see them.
"It hurts. Please, take me with you. I_I don't want to be left alone."
"I love you, little Haneul." Mom's voice whispered in my ear.
"I'm sorry. I come late. You guys have been waiting for me?" I cried loudly, hoping for the time to stop. Just please stop, I want them with me forever.
I felt the warmth gone. I gazed back, there was a golden outline of my mom's body which slowly started to fade away. My breath stops. She's leaving again.
"Mom. NO!!" I stood on my feet trying to get a hold of the golden dust. Stupidity thinking I could actually touch her.
She was gone. Again.
I immediately look back. My Dad's soul can't be seen but I felt dark dust stepping back inside their bedroom.
"Dad!" Before I could take a step further the bedroom door was harshly closed.
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