- force of negativity ; listen to my story
a piece of paper
Im a loner. And a lot of people would bully me because of it. Its not like i didnt want too. My family died, i was the only one that survived, how could i not be depressed?!
I was so angry yet...i didnt do anything.
Because i knew it wont benefit either of us.
The last time i gave out a sincere smile was decades ago. We had a family trip. We sang in harmony with the music set on the radio, it was all good until we got into a car accident. And i was the only one that survived. After that i kept getting pitied on and my neighbors would argue on who was willing to take care of me, and in the end my aunt decided to care for me.
My aunt was the only person i ever thought as family after the accident. My other relatives didnt give a single damn about me. She promised me that she'll raise me happily. The problem is...
im scared of it.
When she found out, she was shocked. It was nervewrecking for her, because the only useful thing she couldve done was to make me happy till the end. She pitied herself, because she couldnt help me. She didnt know what to do. But thats all i need to know that she cares about me. Instead, she let me stay in her home until i was old enough to live on my own.
She stayed beside me, and listened to my story. She understood, she cared, she respected and most importantly, she stayed right beside me. Even though shes not living anymore.
A lot of people kept their distance to me.
So nobody was willing to listen to my story.
But, thats fine. Because im unlucky. Talking to someone doesnt particulary make me happy, but if they listen sincerly, it just gives me the feeling that, someone would actually listen. The pain, frustration, and distance they gave to me. But one did listen. One did care. He shared the same pain with me. Even though all of it was just written on a piece of paper.
"i'll listen to your story"
I was shocked. It gave me a feeling of relief.
I never knew someone other than my aunt would listen to my story. I told him everything, he really looked like he was listening, he didnt judge my way of thinking, and showed me a different perspective of everything.
"Wasnt it just by chance?"
He wrote.
"Of course not! i've been unlucky even before the accident!"
She pointed out.
"Why does no one ever believe me?!"
She said trying to hold back her tears.
"I believe in you, choi ji"
Her eyes widened.
"Everyone meets their end in life.
You have to move on from it. And if you cant, if you think its not easy, ill help you.
We'll move forward together."
I got stuck with my breathing, and my face became hotter as the words he written kept appearing in my head.
"lee minsoo...thank you"
"You dont need to force yourself anymore."
I felt a feeling i havent felt in a long time.
So nostalgic and butterflies were in my stomach. I dont get it, wasnt i supposed to feel afraid after that? Im not feeling any trace of fear in me.
Hey, this is love isnt it?
What did he do to me? Letters in a piece of paper suddenly made me feel something i havent felt in a long time...
I want to hear his voice.
Even if it was all just in a piece of paper,
even if he likes someone else,
i feel like the happiest girl in the world.
- cherophobia ; im scared of being happy, yet he makes me the happiest.
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