ungrateful bastid !!!

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  1. noreaga

    noreaga New Member

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    i hope its not true

    my mom only had one eye.
    i hated her... she was such an embarressment..
    my mom ran a small shop at a flea market.
    she collected little weeds and such to sell...
    anything for the money we needed
    she was such an embarressment.
    there was this one day during elementary school..
    it was field day, and my mom came.
    i was so embarressed. how could she do this to
    me? i threw her a hateful look and ran out.

    the next day at school...
    "your mom only has one eye?!?!" ..and they
    taunted me.
    i wished that my mom would just dissappear from
    this world
    so i said to my mom,
    "mom.. why dont you have the other eye?!
    if you're only gonna make me a laughingstock,
    why dont you just die?!!!"
    my mom did not respond..
    i guess i felt a little bad, but at the same time, it
    felt good to think that i had said what i'd wanted to
    say all this time..
    maybe it was because my mom hadnt punished
    me,
    but i didnt think that i had hurt her feelings very
    badly.

    that night...
    i woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass
    of water.
    my mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she
    was afraid that she might wake me.
    i took a look at her, then turned away.
    because of the thing i had said to her earlier, there
    was something pinching at me in the corner of my
    heart.
    even so, i hated my mother who was crying out of
    her one eye. so i told myself that i would grow up
    and become successful.
    cause i hated my one-eyed mom and our
    desperate poverty..

    then i studied real hard.
    i left my mother and came to Seoul and studied,
    and got accepted in the Seoul University with all
    the confidence i had.

    then, i got married.
    i bought a house of my own.
    then i had kids, too..
    now i'm living happily as a successful man.
    i like it here because it's a place that doesnt
    remind me of my mom.

    this happiness was getting bigger and bigger,
    when..

    what?!
    who's this?!
    ...it was my mother...
    ..still with her one eye.
    it felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me.
    my little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye.
    and i asked her,

    "who are you?!"
    "i dont know you!!!" as if trying to make that real. i
    screamed at her," how dare you come to my
    house and scare my daughter!"


    "GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!"

    and to this, my mother quietly answered,
    "oh, i'm so sorry. i may have gotten the wrong
    address,"
    and she dissappeared out of sight.


    thank good ness... she doesnt recognize me..
    i was quite relieved.

    i told myself that i wasnt going to care, or think
    about this for the rest of my life.
    then a wave of relief came upon me...

    one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came
    to my house. so, lying to my wife that i was going
    on a business trip, i went.
    after the reunion, i went down to the old shack,
    that i used to call a house...just out of curiosity

    there, i found my mother fallen on the cold ground.
    but i did not shed a single tear.
    she had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a
    letter to me.

    my son...
    i think my life has been long enough now..

    and... i wont visit Seoul anymore...
    but would it be too much to ask if i wanted you to
    come visit me once in a while?
    i miss you so much.. and i was so glad when i
    heard you were coming for the reunion.
    but i decided not to go to the school.
    ...for you...
    and i'm sorry that i only have one eye, and i was
    an embarressment for you.

    you see, when you were very little, you got into an
    accident, and lost your eye. as a mom, i couldnt
    stand watching you having to grow up with only
    one eye... so i gave you mine...
    i was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole
    new world for me, in my place, with that eye. i was
    never upset at you for anything you did.. the
    couple times that you were angry with me,.. i
    thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me..'

    my son... oh, my son...




    lmao @ my little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye
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  2. junio sixnine

    junio sixnine hasta la victoria siempre

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    where did you find that story?
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  3. junio sixnine

    junio sixnine hasta la victoria siempre

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    and there's things called glass eyes you know...my uncle had one
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