dull world✔

chapter 1

The alarm rang ...I woke up ..
"Oma" I called my mom I ran downstairs getting ready I was late for my school ..

Mom: have breakfast..

No mom I am not hungry I ran to school when I reached there it was the third lesson. I was punished again

*LUNCH TIME *

I sat there with my bestfriend kuni having meal but suddenly a group of boys sat next to us and tortured us but we couldn't do anything and spared the torture

The bell rang and we went to the class Mrs Vic entered a new good looking student he seemed nice

***** : nice to meet u ...my name is park haru I came from seoul my parents got transferred here.hope u guys treat me well

Whole class : ooooooooo

Mrs Vic: sit next to suha

Suha from a rich family ..popular and pretty liked by everyone

Haru was also from a rich family age : 16

After the bell I went to the top of the roof plugged my music in my ear tightly like a glue that holds anything

Suddenly I heard a cold and pretty voice from behind saying "hey u must be yejina".
Like a ball that bounce up and down I nodded my head

Nice to meet u he said I replied the same sentence...

He suddenly took one of my earbud and listened to it ..Nice song he said we enjoyed together
He asked if I could join the art club with him
I asked y. Because I saw your paintings on your diary I saw you dropped it then he lend me my dairy.

I agreed and went to the classroom

AFTER SCHOOL

I went to my locker ,haru showed up in front of me and asked lets go home together since his family just moved in and they are my neighbor I couldn't refuse.

We went home together waved at each other smiling . when I entered my house I saw my parents prepared delicious food kept on the table
my mom said oh my sweetheart you work hard all the time u must be tired have some food

They took me towards the table and fed me I was happy to have such a caring and loving family .
I was done

After the meal I thanked them " gumaho"
Mom: go change your dress sweety

Oh I forgot
My dream is to be a artist guess what my room is full of arts and drawings

I learned them from my late grandmother who is now no more
I miss her so much

I took a shower and changed my clothes
Then I went to bed recollecting what I did today.

THE NEXTMORNING HOLIDAY

I woke up ...opened my eyes I couldn't see things Cleary I was worried. I stood up rubbed my eyes and started to walk but bumped on things and fell down

I started panicking I screamed "oma" they all came running up stairs
" I can't see ". My vision became blur .....my mom cried call the ambulance. My eyes begun to shut slowly I heard cries and screams "baby wake up ."
"Nona"
I heard the sound of ambulance I thought, that would be the last day o f my life

TO BE CONTINUED