✨𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚✨ (Hwabyul)

✨Ｔｈｅ ｓｔａｒｔ✨

Moonbyul is a simple girl that struggles a lot with her life, she is simple girl that was raped when she was 4/5 and now her mind reminded her everyday of it, Byul is 17 now and she been living with her parents that adopted her when she was 7.

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•Moonbyul enters her house after a long day of school and goes to her room but meanwhile she is interrupted by her mom•

- Hey?!! So how was school??
- It was fine mom, I'mma go to my room now cuz I'm tired okay?- Says Byul with a bit of sadness in her eyes
- Okay but at 20:00 come to the kitchen to grab ur plate and eat!

She sits quietly in her bed and grabs her diary, the diary that she as been writing in for a long time and now she felt the need to write in it everyday, since she was 10. Her psychologist told her that if she wrote on some paper and burned it, she would feel better, she never believed until the day she did it, even though she stopped doing it because she knew that if she did a part of her wouldn't be completely satisfied, and so Byul didn't burned the thin sheets of paper, it's almost as if she bonded with that notebook, as if she lived only for it, because honestly, for what else she would live for.

Dear diary today it was exhausting, it was lonely, except the only thing that it was there was the rain, but what am I going to do when it's gone, maybe I will be happy that the sun is there but when it's gone the moon is with me, nobody knows how hard is to be this lonely, to be this broke, to be so quiet in my mind but somehow I can hear someone shouting 'if you were dead everything would be better', let's be honest, if I died everything would be better, for me and for everyone, I wouldn't have to live with this incredible pain, with this demon shouting, with people hurting me.
I'm a fragile little flower that gets hurt when I'm taken off from the soft earth, I don't know how much pain,sadness and loneliness I can take anymore because I'm so sick of everything and this everything is sick of me.
I just wish somebody would save me from this, but obviously, I know that I'm the one that gotta fix this pain inside me, that somebody, won't fix it because it won't exist and fixing the pain ain't happening, dying is more easier than fixing my problems now that they are a lot, I don't know-

Byul ears a suddenly shout from her mom saying that she has to go eat, she feels mad that she cant finish what she is writing but her hunger speaks louder than her madness.
She leads herself to the kitchen to eat alone as she is used to, while her mom goes to work this late.
She takes a deep breath
And talks for herself

-I wish you where here