Without a Family.

0 | Prologue

TW: Family d*ath, bullying, and strong language!

Hello, I'm Y/N and I don't have a family. Yes yes, I know you think it must be horrible to lose your parents and sister at a really young age, and I'm not saying it isn't but that happened to me. Now let me tell you my story.

FLASHBACK

We were a happy family. My mum and dad were the CEOs of the biggest music company in South Korea and we were rich. Until me and my sister lost everything. We were really young at the time they passed away. I was 4 and my sister was 8 and we were at our grandmother's house. My grandmother was watching the news and after 2 minutes me and my sister heard a glass sound breaking. We turned our heads to see our grandmother looking at the TV news with a face like she saw a ghost.

"Grandma, what's wrong?" Asked my sister.

"Ummm sweethearts you're p-parents...they're going to take a little longer to come home. But grandma doesn't know how long either." Our grandma said those words trying to sound calm, but her voice was shaking. Me and my sister at the time didn't understand much but we sill took those words as a bad sign. We waited but they didn't come and when we were at an understandable age, our grandmother told us the truth that our parents had passed away.

END OF FLASHBACK

Since then we lived with our grandmother. Our life was hard. Me and my sister started to get bullied.

When I turned 12 years old I was walking home from school. When I arrived at the front door of the house and knocked, nothing happened. No response came and my sister didn't open the door.

"She always comes home earlier than me where is she?" I thought.

After knocking on the door 100 times it opened by itself.

I couldn't believe what I saw. My sister dead on the floor with a knife on her body and a pool of blood under her. Next to her was a purple note. It said "Open when you are 19".

I started to cry. My sister was the only person who understood me, who knew how to cheer me up when I was sad, who took care of me, who loved me the most, and now she was gone.

After my sister's death, I was bullied even more. I got hurt every day. Other students called me "fat" "stupid" "ugly" "slut" "hoe" and more. Every day after school when I went home I locked myself in my room and cried. I became cold and didn't talk to anyone. I had no friends, no one. Only my grandmother, who tried to make me happy. I fake smiled when I was around her. It was hard for me to fake smile but I did it. I got used to my life, although I knew I shouldn't have. It was wrong but I didn't do much since I was so weak and alone. I never loved myself to do anything for myself. But life continues.

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Hello, hope you liked the prologue. I'm sorry if it's a little too short but chapters are going to get longer in the future. Have a good day! (EDITED!)

Kay♡

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