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To Wu Ji Yung, life was a simulation that eventually ended. Except, to her, she did n't want this silly little simulation to end. It was silly, but she enjoyed it very much. When she was younger, she did n't have much of an imagination. The other kids would draw non existent trees and flowers, but she needed something from reality to depict on paper. She asked a lot of questions, but all of them were all in the realm of reality. They were n't silly little questions, like `` Do unicorns exist? ``; the questions often were geographic questions. 
 One day, her mind struck blank, and she asked her mother. 
 `` Hey ma,'' she kicked her feet, and paused for a moment. Ji Yung did n't know if this was an appropriate question. `` What happens after we -- 
 Her ma was sitting next to her on the porch. `` After what?'' There was a tone of impatience in her voice. 
 `` After we are gone from the planet!'' She said this in a hurry, and regretted saying it after. She did n't want to hear an answer, she did n't want her simulation of life to ever end! 
 Her ma looked at her in the eye, and quietly whispered. `` What are you talking about?'' 
 The question was never brought up again, and over the next few, she grew from a young girl who lacked an imagination to an apathetic young adult. 
 School was a chore for her, and added to her lack of caring. The days were long, and her mind was as empty as a glass jar during the hours. Ji-yeong was someone she knew from her childhood, and during middle school, her laugh would fill the entire classroom. Now that they were in high school, everything had changed. There was no longer a laugh in Ji-yeong's soul, and she was dubbed `` Satan''. Many of Ji-yung's classmates were believers of Christianity, and they linked Ji-yeong's misery with that of Satan's. It was a strange connection. 
 Ji-yeong was n't only dubbed Satan, but she was the target of classroom ostracization. Many times, her classmates had played so called `` fun tricks'' on her, such as sticking nails onto her seat. Her behind was n't having very much fun, nowhere as much fun as her classmates! 
 Ji-yung, in all truths, did not give a single care about her childhood friend. There were many times that she received looks of help from her, but she shrugged them off. 
 One time, she was even asked to participate in the fun! 
 Her fellow male classmate handed her a love letter he wrote. 
 `` Go put this inside her desk'', he commanded. He shot her a warning look, saying `` You meet the same fate as her?'' 
 In the end, the love letter crisis ended up with Ji-yeong dumped with water, and stuffed in a locker for the rest of lunch period. Fun, fun, the classmates agreed. 
 One day, she was asked to do another one of the tasks, by the same boy. Ji-yeong looked extra tired on that day, her eyes barely opened. 
 `` Fine,'' Ji-yung mumbled. Many of the pranks involved water, but today, this was n't water. It was fresh urine. 
 `` Go ahead,'' the commanding boy suggested. 
 She lifted the bucket, and poured the water on his head. His black hair was filthy in a matter of seconds, and anger overtook him. `` You bitch!'' 
 
 One day, a simulation called her life came to end. 
 
 
 

