I Am The Queen

I’ll now be found at @thexsisters

The park. She was at the park. It was all she could do to keep herself together whenever a little kid ran past her as she sat there on the bench. Kids. Children. She had a son once. But he only got to live a day before God deemed it necessary to take him away from her. She would never get over it. She would never be able to move on from it. Her only son and she never even got to raise him. Life was cruel. She almost wondered if perhaps she had died and simply didn’t realize that she was already in hell. Perhaps she was in hell all this time and just didn’t realize it. Sighing, she slumped over and curled up on the bench, planning to simply lay there till she either passed out, died of hunger. Who knows. She didn’t really care at this point......Why did she come back to Seoul? Why?