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That's enough Google for today.
How does my dream mean I have Hiv and I'm dying. 🤷🏻‍♂️

I walk downstairs to see my mom dragging a giant bag from the basement.

"Eomma, I can take out the trash." I go to grab the bag.

"No, I got it" she retorts.

"I wanna help" I grab the end of the bag.

"I SAID NO!" She yells and snatches the bag from my hand. The bag rips. I expected the trash to fall out but instead when I catch a glimpse inside of it. I see something bloody. I look closer and I thought I saw a familiar face.

Donghae hyung?

"Eomma? Why is-" I start to tear up before she cut me off.

"Don't ask questions. Go to you're room and wait for me to come in there." She says continuing to drag the body. I do as she says not being able to think for myself at the moment.

I sit on my bed fiddling with my fingers. I look out the window to see her going to the trash can. But I never saw her.

Where'd she put the body.

My mom came and sat on the bed next to me. I scoot over a little creating a space between us.

"What you just saw. You can't tell anyone. Got it?"

"But-"

"No buts. Do you understand me?"

"Yes Eomma."

"You're staying home from school tomorrow." She gets up.

"But I have a project to work on."

"Well then I guess you won't be doing that." She shuts my door and I hear a click meaning she locked it from the outside.

So all those times I thought I heard gunshots. Were real? I thought I was going crazy and hearing things.... I can't be in this house any longer.

NOJAMJENO😁😑
I need your help

BRIGHTSMILEJAEMIN😌😁
What do you need

NOJAMJENO😁😑
Meet me in front of my window tmrw. Try not to be seen

BRIGHTSMILEJAEMIN😌😁
Oookay dokie

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