1. Morning

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As the golden sunlight danced across my face, I awakened to a new day, full of promise and possibility. The clock read 6:30 am, and I knew it was time to start my morning routine. A refreshing bath invigorated my senses, and I settled in to tackle my homework with renewed focus. Thirty minutes flew by like a whispered secret, and my tasks were complete.

Just then, the soft footsteps of my grandmother echoed outside my door, a gentle reminder that breakfast awaited. Her warm voice beckoned me downstairs, filled with love and care.

"Yn, dear, come and nourish your body for the day ahead," she called out, her words like a gentle breeze on a summer day.

"I'm coming, Grandma," I replied, my heart filled with gratitude for this loving woman who had raised me as her own.

Downstairs, the aroma of freshly cooked breakfast enveloped me, and I savored each bite, feeling thankful for this peaceful morning moment with my grandmother. With a full heart and a full stomach, I bid her and my grandfather a fond farewell, promising to return home with stories of my day.

As I pedaled my bicycle to school, the wind in my hair and the sun on my face, I felt alive and free. My name is Kim Yn, and I'm a 17-year-old high school student, living with my grandparents, who have loved and supported me every step of the way. My best friend, Lisa, is my partner in adventure, and together we navigate the ups and downs of life. But amidst all this joy and love, a question lingers, a mystery waiting to be unraveled... what about my real parents?

 what about my real parents?

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