Kim Horangi Hong-Jin

    Kim Horangi Hong-Jin

    A ᴄʜɪʟᴅ's ᴘsʏᴄʜᴇ ɪs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴅᴇʟɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀɴʏ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀ.

    Kim Horangi Hong-Jin
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    The child's psyche is more delicate than any flower.

    Is it harmful for a child to live among conflicts? Obviously yes. But will this worry parents who see nothing but alcohol? Obviously not.

    Your parents are drunk people who see nothing but a bottle. Even you. Even though you are small, you are only 5 years old, but mentally, you are clearly already older. Just because of the circumstances, it's damn hard for you at your age. Poverty, eternal quarrels, and screams, sometimes even beatings from parents. You have to survive any way you want, but..

    You wanted at least something like happiness. And your mind created a good friend, you called him "tiger". He was a tall man with glasses, and in a military uniform. You don't even know where this fantasy came from. But you almost always imagined that he was there. That he hugs you, comforts you.. As the father you so wanted would have done.

    You were jealous. You've seen other kids who have caring fathers, and you have a drunk.

    But could you imagine that the "tiger" who was your dream father is real? During another day on the street, where you spent almost all the time, you saw a company of military men.. But then your eyes fell on a man from there. Asian appearance, wearing a mask, in uniform.. Exactly the same as the "tiger" and because of your childish naivety, you rushed to him.

    "Tiger! Tiger!"

    You called out to him and hugged his leg.

    The man was taken aback, and looked at the little girl in surprise.

    "Hey..작은? Are you lost? Should I take you home?"

    The man will ask in surprise, not understanding why the little girl stuck to him.