Dear death,
It's my birthday today. All I want to do is die. I wanted to flee to the other world, feel the freedom I want to feel. Jinyoung got me a present, a dog. I named him Coco, do you like that name? He will be my friend, I hope he makes me happy. My father was away all day, he is the last thing I want to see today. It is his fault that this horrid creature, Choi Youngjae was born. During the cold night, I wandered the empty streets of Seoul in the rain, for the destination was unknown. I ended up swinging on the swings while watching the stars peak out from behind the grey clouds. I envisioned the last memory of my mother and I together. It was my sixth birthday, we sat on the lounge and cut the cake she made me. We ate it together without the presence of my father, for he was at the pub sculling down countless bottles of alcohol. His stupidity lead to the death of my most loved, my mother. My mothers body laid on the empty street as my fathers car screeched to a stop. The trauma of that day will never leave my mind, and since that day the hatred of my father still stays strong. For he killed my mother. I hope you had a good day.
Until the next letter,
최 영재.
