when my life is upside down

#4

Three months later

So here I am now. At Seoul airport. I took a deep breath and just wanted to get away from here.

In the past three months I've spoke a lot with my parents even it wasn't always without shouting. If I'm honest I screwed a lot of shit with Tara because we wanted to enjoy our time but I also had mental breakdowns very often. I said goodbye to my class, which was easier for me then I thought and I said goodbye to my family.

My cousin and I had a very good relationship with each other. She is only 2 years older then me but now we have almost no contact because she is a fan of some Korean band although let's say she loves Asia. Everything that has to do wit Asia / Asians. I think you can already guess the rest. She was angry or jealous cause we are moving to Korea and, as I said, she loves this country. I always tried to make friends with her again, but she was too stubborn.

Anyways I am now here with my parents and must start a new life. Even if I think my old one wasn't that bad.

,,I'll go to the bathroom for a minute". I said to mom. She nodded and I went to the bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself, looked at the bathroom, looked at the labels i couldn't understand and suddenly I was weak. I had to hold on to the sink to keep from falling over. At that moment, I just wanted to cry. I wanted to let everything out because everything was already too much. The dam almost broke but then I heard footsteps and a cute voice but I didn't unterstand anything she was saying. She came in looked at me with a strange look and freshened up her make-up in front of the mirror. After looking at her outfit I knew why she was looking at me so strangely. She wore a short pink skirt. Very short. The matching t-shirt in the same color and she wore make-up. First I wondered why she was wearing something like that at an airport, but then I looked down at myself. I saw my grey sweatpants with a grey hoodie and you could see my white t-shirt under my hoodie. I looked then in the mirror and saw my bare face and loose, scattered hair. I didn't know as much about Asians as my cousin, but I knew they were incredibly beautiful. This scared me because i wouldn't even  begin to get them with my brown hair and green-brown eyes that were closer to brown.

I went back to my dad and mom. They were already waiting for me and looked kinda of happy. ,, you don't believe what for an e-mail I became". Said dad. But I just stood there confused. ,,You have been accepted into a Korean school for next year". My parents said overjoyed. I couldn't be as happy as she was because i thought the whole time I would go to an international school where other ,,emigrant children" are also. But no, I'll stand there like an outsider an I MUST emphasize MUST learn the Korean language by next year even thought it's only 7 months left.