Letter 06

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Dear Jungkook,

Very much at this point, I hope only Jungkook is reading. You know my parents loved each other but their form of love was violence. I hated noise especially when they fought.

Noises at such a wavelength gave me nausea, I tried complaining to my mother about it and it triggered her instead.

I was at the dentist explaining how I feel down the stairs and chipped my tooth and I hope he bought, I genuinely don't want trouble.

Simply graduate, accept the scholarship I am working hard for and fly away. One day I'll achieve that. Having someone like you on the side would be fun but I'm not delusional.

Due to exams, I visited your mom's restaurant after 2 weeks. She was happy to see me and served me an extra cup of soda. Do you think she can adopt another daughter? Or should I just marry you?

Ugh, must be great having her as a mother.

Her food is the best, I make a point of not counting calories when I'm at her restaurant. You can pursue your music career, I'll inherit her restaurant how's the deal?

Oh wait we can't do that if I'm dead. Anyway, make sure you get a good daughter in law for your mother. She better love her as much as your mother lives everyone.

About lina, Jungkook don't talk to her, she likes you because you are popular, she was very disrespectful about this restaurant I mentioned in loved.

I feel trapped being their friend sometimes, it's exhausting. Why do people go out of their way to be mean and be a nuisance to others? It's just crazy.

Also, can you make sure you bring me colourful daisies or roses especially pink on my funeral. I don't like monochromatic theme, eww black and white? What is this? The 60s?.

Love,
Ju won.

I chuckled a little, she wants colourful flowers. It's almost sad and cheerful at how casual she was about death.

She had made her mind and was simply looking for something to hold onto she waisted and when she got no respect she decided to leave it.

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