Two way street

First story!! Holidays feel like heaven on the first day however as it progresses, it engulfs your mind and body into a long boring hole with no escape. I've been inspired to write, as nothing seems anymore entertaining. I hope you enjoy reading as much as I will enjoy writing :D

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There are two types of guys, good and bad. From then on they split into their own unique categories, however I tend to fall for the bad ones. I'm here to tell a story about what I've been through and sure as hell it's been a tough ride that I would rather skip to the end of, however, everthing has brought me to who I am today, Yoona Lee.

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# Bringing you back to the year I had met him.

On the way to the grocery store, I stopped by a nearby lake to skid some stones because my mind was filled with the angry cries of my oma when appa had announced that he had gotten another woman pregnant. Surely he would have the decency to atleast devorce my oma instead of going behind her back, but how would I understand.. I'm just a sixteen year old nobody who works on the streets. You would think that I should be in school but my oma and I work so hard to keep our family under a roof. Appa also opposed to my attendance at school as he believes that to attract a rich man, I need to learn to be a housewife before every other girl does.

My uncle regularly visits, he's much more like an appa than my real one. No matter how many times my uncle offers my oma money when we're short, my oma never accepts it. My appa never gives us money because he gambles all of it and takes the money we make to gamble when he's drunk. Oma never says a word, she always believes that inside appa, there's still the man she had married him for, the man who was always there for her.

My bubble of thoughts had bursted when I felt a harsh push against my back, causing me to fall face flat into the lake. Being a girl who had never taken swimming lessons nor ever setted foot in a pool, I desperately waved my arms in the air, gulping truck loads of water.

When I had woken up coughing, cold and wet, I saw a tall guy with blonde hair and black eyes who stood up smirking and walked away dripping wet. I had a vague image of him but I could never forget his eyes and the way he had smirked. My heart thumps anxiously at the thought of him doing CPR on me.. I've never had a first kiss and that was probably it.