Fallacy • Jeonghan [1]

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Lia

"Is this the last one?" The man shouted from outside, pushing in the last box inside the truck.

"Yes, sir!" I replied, suddenly standing straight like a military soldier, or whatever it was called.

The man laughed, "Come on kid, we're not the army here." Yes but sir, you look so much like Hitler. No offense though. I'm guessing its the moustache. God I shouldn't have thought of it, now my mind is going back to history class where we learnt about that war.

I shifted a little, going through my pockets while trying to search for the money that I kept a while ago, "Sorry, you just remind me of a sarge. Here you go," I handed him the money and said a quick thank you to him before he left. Of course I shouldn't say that he looked like Hitler, should I? I've offended so many people in my life without even meaning to.

When I stepped back inside the house, Mrs. Hong was waiting for me, closing her book about medical stuff. She's a doctor, I think. She could also be a surgeon or a dentist. How can I not know my best friend's mom's occupation what kind of friend am I.

"Ready?" She asked, taking off her reading glasses.

I nodded, "Yeah."

"Honey, I think you should go and check your room one last time," she fumbled with her car keys " just in case so you don't leave anything. I'll be waiting in the car."

"Okay." I replied, and waited for her to go before going inside my bedroom.

This was where my most important memories were created. Where I shared laughter and happiness with my family, where I fought with my brothers, where I used to watch Netflix with Jisoo while sharing blankets that wrapped around us , and most importantly, it was where I shed most of my pain.

Dear pillow, I'm sorry for all the tears.

And most importantly, dear letters that I used to write, I'm sorry for not giving them out to whom I was supposed to. I ended up burning all of those letters that I wrote. I wanted to forget my dark past.

"Moving on." I muttered to myself and breathed into the scent of my room, which didn't really help, I just ended up coughing because of the dust.

I jumped a little when I stepped on something that was on the rug.

It was the feather.

"Its still here?" I picked it up, twirling it around between my fingers "I thought I lost it."

The feather looked the same like it was since last night. The glow was still there. The ticklish feeling that I get when it brushed against my cheek could still be felt. And something tells me that it wasn't an ordinary feather.

"Mrs. Hong's waiting for me, I should go." I decided not to take too long and quickly stuffed the feather inside my bag.

After checking for more stuff I closed the door to my home and went inside Mrs. Hong's car.

"Ready?" She asks me.

"Yeah." I answered.

She started the engine, and soon we were on the road, driving in silence. Usually we talk a lot, but maybe its because Mrs Hong just wanted to give ne a little more time after what happened.

"Are you sure you don't want to pay your mom a visit?"

Her question silenced me. I didn't want to. I didn't want to see my mom. I just wanted to forget everything that happened, and move on with my new life.

"Its okay. I visited her yesterday." I say, turning my gaze towards the trees by the street.

"You don't want to visit Josh either?" Mrs. Hong asks me again. I just shook my head in reply, guilty.