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When Someone said an incident can cause a disturbing change in your life, I laughed.

But now I know...

You know me well,  Seo Iyana ," My grandpa smirked when I handed him a Mug of coffee. "How many days you're going to absent school? It will leave a bad remark on you when you graduate." Did I actually gave any fucks? No.

There were so many things I hate which is normal for a human to do so but I really despised school.

If it wasn't for social media, I would've never known that people can actually have fun going to school. Thank God for making me realise how shit of a life I've gotten.

I have no parents.
What I only have is my Grandfather. He works in a private office and it pays his enough for us to fed two times in a day. But the expanses just doesn't stop there. For that, I've to work part times in a few laundries, Grocery stores, working as a maid in few houses which have a safe distance from my house and some temporary jobs. Enough to buy Grandpa's medicines and Fill my school fees.

"Do not ask for more now, We both need to head to work tomorrow morning. Good night, pretty lad" I heard my Grandfather chuckle as I turned off his room lights and closed the door.

We had four rooms and a toilet. There was only one bed. When I was small it wasn't a big issue but now a wholeass nineteen year old girl won't freaking fit in a single bed with a seventy two year old man.

At first it was very hard to convince him to sleep on the bed moreover me sleeping on the couch but I pulled out the 'Poor kid' card and he had no choice but to do what I say.

I loved my Grandpa, He was the only one who loved me as how I actually am.

I sighed before falling onto the couch place in the middle of the living room. My head was spinning out of exhaust.

Things are still going well until...

"Grandpa..." I slammed my hands on my mouth causing the scream to come out as a whisper.

His body.....it was cold.

He heart wasn't beating.

No breathing.

No pulse.

My hand grew pale as my heart beat at it's peak rate. I didn't knew what to do after that. It was never planned. You also left me....

I held his funeral, Alone. We had nobody. No cousin (or they didn't stayed in touch), his wife aka my grandmother cheated on her when my father was only ten year old. My dad and mom both separated their paths and both weren't ready to keep me. Especially my mom. She hated me, her own child. She thought I would take her freedom away from her. It always make me laugh. Always.

And my dad, he was scared to raise me without a mother. Like his own father didn't raised him without one.

He ran away to God knew where.

And now the only person I held into have left me without any pre-notice.

Maybe he knew he would die but didn't bother to tell me.

Maybe I was too asleep to hear him call for me the last moments before he-

And again there I stood alone in the whole hall room thinking what will be the next.

What will come next.....

This question haunted me. I still haven't graduated from school. Now if I take more jobs, I will never be going there.

If you ask me, this was a best thing in a hand but the other hand.... I will never get my life settled with no certain well paid job for which I need proper education.

But now how will I be able to handle all this?

How will I be able to handle myself?

"I don't think I feel honoured to be called at this hour-I am Jin." The guy with broad shoulders smiled at me,"I will be granting your three unfilled wishes so go for it. Ask for your Muraad."

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