Too young. Too niave. Too dumb. Oh how he wished he would follow in the footsteps of those remarks. How he wished that the one night he recieved that phone call he decided to stay home instead of trapcing into the darkness.
How he wished that he turned his life around, to start over again. Meet someone new, start a family, a better future for himself and for the ones he loves. Prove to everyone that they were wrong.
Embarrassed, disgusted, depressed...words that couldn't even remotely cover what he felt through the years of being locked up behind dark bars. The constant reminder right in your face that you're not a do-gooder, a hero, a star. You broke the law, you're evil, you have sinned in every way possible.
He was so young, they would remark at a funeral. He was so dumb, reckless, out of control, they would remark at a sentencing.
Suicide. He thought about it a lot. He wouldn't deny that he sneaked in a towel from the washrooms and ripped it up into a thin rope-like piece. Preparing to tie it up against the highest bar he would think about how he got himself into this mess, life flashing before his eyes and he couldn't help but shed a tear when he visioned about his Appa and Eomma.
He would snicker at the thought of his friends, the one's that dragged him down and kept on pulling until he was completely underneath, suffocating him into the piss and trash that was society. Trying to fit in, trying to be like every other wanker that was the regular working man.
And then she would come into his mind. The sweet siloheutte of an angel that he had fallen madly in love with....
Blindly in love.
YOU ARE READING
Justice
Mystery / Thriller3 years ago, Yim Jae Sung was convicted of murdering his classmates and an attempted murder of his current girlfriend at the time. 3 years later, he speaks out.
