Secret of the Day_
I am Seol-yoon. I was abandoned.
He lived at the Flower Petal Orphanage and was adopted here and there, but was soon abandoned.Everyone was irresponsible. I couldn't trust anyone.
Everyone I met rejected me for their own reasons.
This is terrible. I must be going crazy now.
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“Yuna, this time you will be adopted by a foreign family.”
Again, my opinion doesn't matter...
The director only sends dogs to wealthy families for adoption.
But I know, the rich just have a lot of money.
They say there are few harmonious families.
“Director, do I have to go?”
“He really said he would send you to a good home, so why aren’t you going?”
I couldn't say anything.
Because I was still an elementary school student and had no strength
"... all right"
"Yeah, that's a good idea. It's an American family, so we have to look good."
"...yes"
“Smile)) Should I help you pack?”
The director's smile was truly beautiful.
It was warm and nice.
Even I, as a child, could recognize it.
Although, I already knew too much compared to my peers.
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“Have you heard from your aunt?”
“Yeah... that’s too bad.”
“Thank you, Aunt. I will remember you forever.”
“Thank you for even saying that.”
“Don’t go around getting bullied because I’m not around.”
“Okay haha”
“Yeah... I’ll really go...”
"bye"
We said goodbye to each other, but nothing happened.
I knew I would be excommunicated again someday.
and
My aunt already knew.
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airplane_
Knock knock knock
The sound of carriers being dragged around can be heard here and there.
I can hear people talking and there is a desk
You can also hear the guide explaining.
It's noisy...
I just wanted this moment to pass quickly.
It was a society too difficult for a sixth grader to endure.
What other people endure in high school, I endured in sixth grade. I was a total monster.
old man
It was the perfect fit for me.
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I somehow managed to find my way to the place where I was adopted.
Ding dong-
Suddenly_
“Oh, hi~ Nice to meet you. (Oh, hi~ Nice to meet you)”
“...”
I felt like I was going to vomit.
When she hugged me, I could smell the sweet scent of grapes.
It was all the way up my throat, but I couldn't bring myself to do it, so I swallowed it with all my might, even though it was dirty.
Then I greeted him as if nothing had happened.
That's how I lived my life.
When a crisis comes, just endure it
It was the most difficult but also the easiest.
I always have and will continue to do so.
“Come in.”
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As soon as I entered the front door, the sweet scent of grapes wafted past my nose, making me dizzy. Unable to bear it any longer, I headed straight to the bathroom without asking or questioning.
“Are you okay? (Are you okay?)”
“I’m fine now.”
“But I hate your sweet smell.”
I finally spoke. Today was the first time I'd ever spoken my mind.
So on the one hand, I was afraid.
I was anxious, scared, and afraid of what the outcome would be.
I felt isolated and alone in this empty space.
“Oh honey, I’m sorry. Should I change my perfume if you feel uncomfortable? (Oh, honey, I’m sorry. Should I change my perfume if you feel uncomfortable?)”
The answer was unexpected.
Only then did I feel relieved and my tension eased.
And answered.
“Yes, mom.”
That's how I recognized this person as my mother.
I don't know when that will change though.
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Heart pounding