Lost ||Jeon Jungkook

Part 1

Ugh I just missed it.....

I had to lug my suitcase to a bus stop or hopefully I find a taxi that will not be occupied.

I just moved back from Korea and I am not particularly having a great day.

Let's just rewind and let me explain.

Well, I lived in korea since I was 9.

Then things took a turn a few months after my 9th birthday.

My parents got divorced. my dad went to Japan and lived with his brother while my mom took me all the way to America since she her job required it.

During holidays I would see my dad.

So, how did I wind up here? well, I couldn't take it anymore. I was practically living alone. My mom was always busy with work.

And school was way too much. I was also always bullied at school since I don't really know English that well. It was really hard since I never studied these things in Korea.

On top of that, me and my mom had a big fight. She had a job offer in Paris and I wasn't ready to risk it. She said I had to take French classes and learn another language.

But of course, I didn't want to go there so me and my mom made an agreement that I would go back to Korea and live with my Aunt.

So my mom helped me pack my things and she bought my plane ticket.

So now I am here in cold rainy Seoul with no umbrella, a backpack, and two different types of suitcases. Hopefully my Aunt comes soon.

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Finally, I made it to her stupid apartment.

I sat my suitcases on the bed that my Aunt had. I laid my things on the the bed and started unpacking. I still had a bunch of things still coming from America which I will have time to unpack later.

I sat down realizing it was already 2 am. I went outside to see my aunt asleep in her bed. I really wasn't tired since I wasn't used to the time difference so I just kept unpacking.

It was really stressful starting my life all over again. I wish my family could just go back to normal, but things like this would never happen. I pray every night for my family to all meet up again and reunite, but sometimes I just have to wake up and just live with the fact that things are what they are.

I felt a tear drop roll down my cheek realizing I was tearing up. I kept unpacking until it was 5 am. I still unpacked no matter how tired I was...

I just want to be done with everything soon as possible......