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Breathing, breathing is a thing everyone does, animals, plants, people. Without breathing none of us would be alive, none of us. But when you stop, there is either a miracle that you will start again, or fate, the fate people are scared to face, but not me, death....

Haneul's poverty;
I was in the kitchen downing my third glass of vodka. I kept on thinking how am I going to support my family. I'm going to have to find a new job and fast. I just sat there staring at the wall when my phone ran. I answered it " Hello" I said. " Yes is this Park Haneul?" a lady asked over the phone. " Mr. Park I am sorry but, today your wife and kids were in a car accident while they were on their way home I'm presuming, the car flipped and landed in a river, we tried to recessatat them but it was to late, I'm sorry for your lost, if you would like to see them they are at the local hospital..." Those were the last words I heard her say. I grabbed my cup that was in my hand and threw it at the wall. I screamed and cried. My life was taken away from me again, and I'm being left with the one person I can't stand, Jimin.

Jimin's poverty;
I was upstairs working on my dance assignment, when I heard a crash. I ran down stairs and saw my father screaming and crying. I wondered what was wrong and I saw the bottle of vodka. " Dad stop it, tell me what's wrong" I screamed at him. He looked at me, Ive seen that look before, that look was the look I got after my mother died. " Your mother and sisters are dead" he said. I looked at him with wide eyes. " How, I mean, what happened?" I asked with tears in my eyes. " Their car flipped over and landed in a river" he said. " None of them survived, I going to go to the hospital" he said grabbing his jacket. " Well I'm coming too" I said walking towards the door. " No" he yelled at me. " No, Jimin, no, they are my family, the only reason I have been nice to you is because I was happy again, with my new family, every time I look at you I see your mom and I don't want to remember that" he said crying. " But, I'm going to keep you, you could make us rich, I've seen you dance, that could make us some money" he said angry. I looked at him, prepared for what was to come. Right them I got punched in the face and kicked in the stomach. " You still are a filthy animal" he said slamming the front door.