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*BAM*
I slammed the door to my room, sliding down the door, holding my head in my hands, the tears stinging the slaps I had received to my face earlier by my step father. I hated him with a passion, and my mom, she loved him, she loved him so much that she sat there and watch him physically abuse me since I was 10.
I was done, I had enough. I needed to leave, I needed to run, I had to start fresh. How? I have my savings, that will have to do.
I got up, frustrated yet, determined. Determined to do something, to get out of here. I got my large backpack, placing my most valuable items and important clothing I was going to need into it. I was packing when I came across the necklace my father had left me before that asshole of my stepfather murdered him. It was a real gold necklace in the shape of the sun, adorned with a beautiful ruby gem in between the rays which were made up of diamonds. My father always had a thing for the sun, he called me his dawn, or his beginning. More tears rolled down my cheeks at the memory of my dad and I being happy, my mother never home, usually working, or as we all know now, most likely fucking around with her side man, the man that later killed my dad. I wanted justice, but I never got it. I never managed to get enough proof, to prove him guilty for my fathers death, but I gave up, and I'll let karma take care of it. My dad told me growing up that justice was needed, but if I couldn't get a hold of it I should just let karma deal with it, and that going after that person for revenge was even dumber, so I left it at that.
I got my world map I have had since I was little, placing it on the wall with some scotch clear tape. Ever since the death of my dad, i wanted to travel and get away. I would hang the map on my wall, just like I'm doing now, throwing a toy dart on the map, wherever it landed, I visited, I visited in my dreams, but today was different, because today I was really going to get away, not in my dreams, but in real life. I went to drawer where I held a collection of my fathers old belongings, he loved collecting random things, out of all these things he collected darts, so I got the most beautiful one, a metal dart with a gold color to it, it was heavy and worn out, but it was "the lucky dart", as my dad called it.
I walked over to my bed, on it was a bandana. I picked up the bandana placing it on my eyes, blocking my vision from anything and everything. I put my hands together and prayed to God, so he could bless me and allow the dart to land on a place where I would have the best life.
I took a deep breath in, picking up my left hand aiming at where I remembered the map being, I counted to three and finally, threw the dart.
I heard it land on the wall with a thump.
The nervousness I had was indescribable, it was a nervousness mixed with a little excitement and anxiousness.
I slowly removed my blindfold, breathing slowly in and out. I got the blindfold off, my eyes still closed.
"Please! Please God! Please!!!" I prayed, squeezing my eyes shut.
I opened my eyes up fast, my vision slightly blurry, I blinked a few times, adjusting to the light, and stepped closer to the map,
Seoul, South Korea.
Here I come.
