No more dream - BTS (Where it all began)

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WARNING!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE AND DISTURBING THOUGHTS AND EXPERINCES, IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THAT PLEASE DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!!

Where did it start?     Where did that bright girl who used to smile all the time go?                                     
The answer: She's dead. And nothing can resurrect her.

5 years ago
"Kang So- Ah! Yah, Kang So- Ah!"
"What is it?" Came the voice of a bubbly 8 year old girl who lived with her parents nd an elder sister.
"You're  sooooooo ugly and fat!"said the kids of her class
"I don't care!" Replied So-Ah. She never understood this worlds obsession with beauty.

Present day
My name is Kang So- Ah. I live in Busan, South Korea with my mother who is a teacher, father who is a business man and my 19 year old, college going sister. I am 13 years old.
Most people would say you're too young to bee a sociopath, too young to have depression and anxiety, too young to be suicidal. She's probably just seeking attention, so ignore her.
Which is why i don't talk to most people.
While growing up, all I wanted was to have big house, big cars and big rings and people would say that I don't have any big dreams. Which is why I started lying saying that I wanted to a doctor, or a pilot just to make other people (my parents) happy. What happened to that little girl? She grew up and now has no more dream.
I am now a typical busan girl- good with manipulating words, can get scary when angry, etc.- but I don't talk to people as I'm shy, but not the kind of shy who would just eat up insults I don't take no shit and am pretty good with my fists.
My neighbourhood calls me "janglyesig yulyeong". Which translates literally to 'funeral ghost'since I am uncannily pale and always wear black, and hardly talk to anyone. They used to think I couldn't speak. The only times they have heard my voice is when. Someone would ask me a question or when I would occasionally hum or sing my songs.
I used to think that everything would be alright, that everything would pass... not anymore.

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