Is Everything Alright?

A bittersweet memory.

Chapter 13

From the moment I saw Won oppa's reaction when me and Tan came back, I could tell that he was

furious. He never liked us when we were growing up anyways.We would always knock on his

bedroom door trying to make a conversation or to find ways for him to at least acknowledge that

we were there. But every knock was ignored, as if he was deaf and we were invisible to him. Then

again, we never gave up, because I know that he does love us. It happened when he did something

horrible to me when I was turning 7 years old. It was the earliest memory of my childhood,

clutching onto Won oppa's pants and calling out, "opa, opa, opa!" I followed him up the stairs

catching up to him as hard as I could with my tiny little legs. We were up to the 10th step when he

finally got annoyed and he pushed me off the stairs. I fell and rolled down hitting my head hard on

the floor. I saw something red and felt something warm around my head, then I became tired.

Before I closed my eyes I heard Tan call out mom. I felt like I was being carried and I couldn't

remember anything after that. The details were told by my mom when I got older. It turns out my

head was banged and I had to have stitches because it was badly wounded. It was about 4 inches

long and 16cm deep. I had to stay in the hospital for 3 months and the left top side of my head was

shaved because of the stitches. Luckily my hair grew before I had to go to grade school but I still

need to cover it with a accessories or hats so it wasn't that visible. After the incident, I often had

headaches and would faint because I was still weak. I wasn't able to go near Won oppa until I grew

much older, my dad was mad about what happened and punished Won. But one thing I will never

forget was what I saw a weeks later when I saw Won oppa cry, tears were forming and his eyes and

he was saying, "I'm sorry" I went in and hugged him. He wasn't bothered by it, I said "Won oppa

its okay. You didn't see and your not bad" I hugged him tighter and he hugged me back. "I'm sorry"

he said, I was happy, Won oppa does care. "Its okay, your my oppa so I forgive you." I smiled and

he looked at me and cupped my face. "Thank you" We heard footsteps and I ran while saying

goodnight. That moment, I realized that Won oppa does love me and Tan, he's just scared to tell us

that. So nothing changed in his behavior but he does show more concern when me and Tan are

sick, especially to me. But that didn't last for long. 8 years later, I didn't know that he was going to

throw me and Tan to another country just like that. He didn't want us together either, me in

Vancouver, Canada and Tan in California, USA. I was gonna be separated from my parents and

worse my twin, my other half. Of course my dad was the one who did this, but the way he didn't

object and him feeling relieved hurt me. Until my heart has gone cold when he told us that we were

better far off away from here, our own home, because we didn't belong there. We are illegitimate

children, faking our true identities, and hiding the truth from others. The moment I said my last

goodbye to mom and parted ways with Tan, I made a promise to myself that Won would never

care about us and we had to rely between the three of us and never get fooled again. I made a

promise that I will surely do. Distance myself from others and be stronger as a person so I won't

have to rely on other people other than my real family. And here I am, back in Korea as a stronger

and better person. I won't let anyone hurt me, step down on me and ignore me as if I'm invisible.

The problem was there is one person that I wasn't prepared for.