What's so hard about living in that small moon village?
My parents, who are still fighting today, lamenting their fate,
Next to me, an old woman with dementia was sitting quietly like a child.
When I entered the room, I saw my sister who had been working at an entertainment establishment.
I had a jobless older brother
Mom kept blaming Dad for ruining the business, while Dad drank in silence.
I grew up in this environment, so I'm a bit twisted.
Maybe a lot.
I once ran into my sister while skipping school and going out for drinks, but she didn't seem to see me.
But even for me like that
Still young
pure
Like a real girl
I still have that kind of feeling,
existed.
"Dad, I'm home~"
My father loves me the most
I like my dad the best too
A reliable person who understands and cares for my feelings.
"Hey, where have you been? Why are you back now?"
My sister asked
"Huh? I studied so I wouldn't end up like you, so why?"
I hate my sister
At least in this situation, you have to know yourself.
But my sister sold herself
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.
.
"What? What the hell did you just say?"
Harsh words came out of my sister's red-painted lips.
"Then, has there been anything good you've done in life?
Dad, you work hard and you don't even know how to pay for meals!
"I like meeting old men there."
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.
"Hey you son of a bitch!"
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Knock, knock...
Hot, red blood flowed from my head to my hands.
The glass my sister was holding
It was thrown at me
"Hey!!! Lee Eun-jung!!!"
My father, who had been quiet, shouted.
"F*ck, then live your life selling your body, you slut."
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I left home
It's not the first time, but I've never been this reluctant to go in.
The bleeding has stopped, but I haven't cleaned it yet, so I'm at the house next to it.
I went into a public restroom.
Please forgive typos ★