We were born from a young mother She licked at us and smother We can't open our eyes until the end We can't see our mother until the end We're sorry for leaving her too soon Our bodies fade away like balloons But our souls always by her side like a moon Mother, please wait for us in the afternoon Now, we are in heaven With beautiful seven-eleven We will wait for you here Hope someday you will appear
Hi, I am a little American-Korean Boy—a shy American-Korean little boy for real. Today, my mom usually tells me to go to school, a Korean middle school. “Ma’am, I hate school. I have already told you that I prefer homeschooling rather than this ordinary school,” “Look, Vernon. Mommy always tells you to be brave, do not fear others’ opinions. You are special, yes, you are. Come on, my boy, wake up and get up to school,” said her and immediately left my room. Yes, momma, I wish I can reply to her with this phrase. Jeez, I am a coward, ten-years boy. How can I even not to tell her this short phrase? I do not want to be more cowardly, so I decided to do this boring routine again. I hope today is not going to be my new worst day again. I’m afraid if they will bullying me over yesterday. This is my second middle school this year, and I am so scared that I do not want that if I need to move again. I do nothing in the previous school, but I was the only one...