무섭다- to be scary; to be scared

Why can't happy things last forever? Is it amusing to watch others suffer or is it just me who's the toy?

- KoreanTrash101

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Dr. Seong had managed to calm me down. " It's alright Taehyung. I'll stay with you for a while, okay?" I wiped my remanining tears and nodded. " Good!" she cleaned my face with a tissue. " Thank you." I muttured. She chuckled but then paused when the door opened. I heard the clanking of her shoes go a bit father away. Quiet words were exchanged among them but one thing was heard loud and clearly:

"Be gentle. He's only five years old and he went through so much in one day. He's even blind for god's sake."

Blind. I'm blind now.

" Blind." I accidentally said outloud. I felt their gazes as my cheeks heated up. Such a foreign word that soon would be something painfully familiar, knowing that it would be part of my everyday life from now on. "S-Sorry. Um Dr. Seong, I don't mean to interrupt but does that mean I'll never see again?" I heard a sigh. "Unfortunately, yes. You can't see from now on." I held back tears. I felt her warmth again.

"Taehyung, let's not worry about that at the moment.There are some nice men who are here to --"

"You mean police officers." I said, cutting her off. She seemed startled by my remark. "Y-Yes. They're police officers. They want to ask you about what happened earlier. Is that alright with you?" I gave her my first smile. It wasn't sincere but at least it was something. "Yes. That's fine." The weight shifted on my bed, meaning she left and someone replaced her on my right and left sides. "Hello there, kiddo. On your right is Officer Pan Myung-Bak and on your left is me, Officer Seon Dong-hyun. Nice to meet you." I pursed my lips in response. "We would like to ask you some questions about what happened today, if that's fine with you." A different voice said. I immediately assumed that it was Officer Pan Myung-Bak. "Sir, I understand that you want to go about it gentely but please, don't beat around the bush. I'm fine. Really. I cried it all out." I reassured. His silenece seemed to represent his shock but then regained posture and cleared his throat.

"Alright then." He said slowly. "Can you tell me what happened today?" Officer Seoon asked, repeating his question. I pursed my lips. "Well, it happened so fast. I was smiling one minutes because we're all happy. Then, I saw. . . . . . I. . . .saw. . .." For some odd reason, the words were trapped in my throat,--- like a caged bird begging for freedom but never given the opportunity. I bit my tounge when I felt the tears building up. I quickly wiped them but I was too late. They already saw it.

"Taehyung, are you alright?" Dr. Seong asked. I felt her presence drawing closer.

"Yes, I'm fine." I muttured pushing her hand away from my face.

I closed my eyes and took a breath. "Officer, what I saw horrific." I said.

"Horrific? Isn't that a big word for you, kiddo?" Officer Pan asked. I nodded my head. "It may be a big word for such a small boy like me but scary is too much of a understatement. " His silence was a signal to go on. "Our family was so much better before. It was as if we lived in another world. But. . . earlier this year, my grandmother died. My sister soon after fell into a coma. My mother, well, she started hurting herself. My father called it 'depression' whatever the heck that meant. Then, he lost his job. We were poor for a while. Everyone was upset and I couldn't do anything about. It made me feel guilty since I'm so young and didn't necessarily have anything wrong with me. No burden to take on. I felt as if somehow, I was at fault for all their pain and suffering. Sometimes when I comforted them, they yelled at me out of frustration. They'd appologize and say it wasn't me but them I would always smile and hide my inner wounds, telling them that they can take out their anger n me anytime. Through all this suffering, one day it just. . . . . stopped.

"My sister finally woke up. My dad got a job with an even better pay. My mom gradually became better. We even, with time, learned to accept that grandma was in a better place. For a short time, I was happy. No. We were happy. Soon enough, I realized that not all good things last. When I saw my family having their last breaths whisked away, it scared me. It will scar me because everytime I think of them, their dead bodies will be the only thing that I remember." I heard a few sniffles and a cough. Both Officers gave me either a pat on the back or a gentle rub on the head. They muttered their appologies. After a few minutes I could only hear Dr. Seong sobbing. "Doctor, did they leave?" I asked. She hummed in approval. She came closer to me and gave me a hug as I continued to stare ahead.

"Dr. Seong?"

"Yes?"

"Is it alright if I cry? I promise this will be the last time."

She put her head on mine as I felt her nod.

"Thank you." I said as one tear miserably rolled down my cheek.

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