But my heart felt like there was a storm brewing inside....
It has been two weeks that I've been staying inside a hotel in Seoul.
Two weeks, since my mom sent me back here in Korea. Well, Canada's not bad at all. It's full of beautiful sceneries and yeah, maple trees. Lots and lots of maple trees.
Canada has been my home since I was 12. My age when dad left mom for another woman. I continued my highschool life in Toronto, met a few good friends and a lot of bullies. (Maybe because they didn't want a Korean girl hovering around them.) I developed a weird Korean-Canadian accent and that made a lot of students laugh at my peculiarity. In terms of popularity, I have a 0% chance but academically, I'm outstanding. I'm 100% sure with that.
Being a smart brainy kid wasn't really an advantage for me because my bullies wouldn't leave me alone no matter what happens. My few friends weren't trustworthy either.
Eventually, I got expelled unexpectedly because my bullies framed me for something I didn't even do. I got a beating from my mom because of that. No matter how I tried to explain it to her, she wouldn't believe me.
I didn't bother arguing with her because since the day dad left, mom wasn't really fond of me anymore. She hated me because I'm the daughter of the man she despised the most.
My dad.
After a few years, she got married to a Canadian who owned a very large publishing company. And then she conceived my half-brother, Hyeonjun.
And since then, mom lost all her love for me. She gave all her attention to her new husband and to Hyeonjun. I didn't know what to do until I got so depressed. But despite of the pain that I felt, Hyeonjun was the only one who gave me the love that my mom has forgotten to give me. He was the best brother that I could ever have.
Until one day, mom decided to abandon me and send me back to Korea, saying:
"Go find your wretched father! I don't need a daughter like you anymore."
So, yes I'm finally back in my old hometown, my home country where my old friends are, especially my one and only childhood friend.
Now, I'm still in the hotel. I don't have a job. I don't have a house and the bad thing is...
I don't know how to find my old friends and I wasn't planning to find my dad.
Hello, I'm Kim Ji Eun...
...and this is my life.
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