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"I'm going to the backyard pa!" I shouted at the back door.
"Okay! Don't stay up to late dear!" Papa replied.
I took my guitar and sit on the grass. I look up to the sky and start to count the stars. Mama and I used to count stars when we're in Busan. Mama said there are many stars in the sky that we don't know. That's how life works. There are many chances and challenges that we have to face although we don't know about it.
"Mama! I miss you!" I said to myself.
I hold my guitar and strum the strings. I played "I Miss You" by Girls day.
"sasireun neomu bogo sipeo
Bogo sipeo nega
Ne eokkae gidae ulgo sipeo
Ulgo sipeo nega
Chamaboryeo aesseo utjanha
Ajikdo heundeulligo itjanha
Jebal jalhae juji ma
Deoneun naega jalhae juji ma"
I cried. Once again I cried. Mama! Why! Why you left me! Mama! I miss you! I really miss you! I need you ma! I need you! I sobbed hardly. My shoulders move up and down. Yes, I miss my mom! I need her! I need her in my life. I always act like I'm strong but I don't ma! I don't! I always wanted to say I love you! But I can't!
I feel someone pat my back. "Jeena, cry. Continue crying. Don't hold it. You can cry" Jimin said and he sits beside me. I continue to cry. "Mama, jimin. Mama! I miss her so much! I really miss her. What should I do?! She left me without a word Jimin. She left me!" I cried, I sobbed. I just can't stop. Jimin continue to pat my back.
"You know, crying doesn't solve any problem. But, it can comfort you. You can continue crying. I can lend you my shoulder. $1 per minute. Deal?"
I smiled. I pushed Jimin far from me. "Don't you dare to sit near me!" I laughed.
"Okay, okay crying girl! It's cold now. I think you better go inside" Jimin said.
I nodded.
"umm, Jimin-sii?" I called him
"Yes? No need to be formal with all of us. It's awkward. You can call me Jimin oppa or just Jimin. I don't care. And if you wanna say thank you. No need!" Jimin replied.
"Who said I want to say thank you? I just want you promise me never tell anyone that I cried just now" I laughed.
"Jeena! How dare you!" Jimin laughed and act like he wanted to chase me.
"Okay, thanks Chimen oppa! Bye!"
"Yeah! Crying baby! Good Night!" jimin said. I take my guitar and go into the house. Jimin is right. It's not wrong to cry.
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JIMIN POV:
"hyung, where is the rubbish?" I asked. I really hate scissor-stone-paper games. I will always lose in this kind of games.
"Backyard Chim!" Namjoon hyung replied.
"Be careful Jimin, it might be a ghost there" Taehyung said. He always acts like this but even though he's a little bit like a half-mental patient, he's my one and only best friend!
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#BUTTERFLY(Jungkook Fanfiction)
Fanfiction"He's like... a butterfly!" Jeena. An ordinary girl who lives with her father after her mother died in an accident. She always wants to start a new life but she can't! She feels guilty because she thinks that she is the reason why her mother died. H...
