Today is really a nice day to die\, isn't it?******

Yes it is.....

Hi! I am *Lee myeok. ***I maybe 29 right now but I clearly remember the event which occurred exactly one year ago resulting in a drastic change in my life.  It's a secret that you might get to know if you want to know\, stay tuned to the journey of 28-year-old Lee Myeok. Starting on the very day of my 28th birthday.

**On the chilly cold winter of December\, I remember clearly\, **

**I was returning to my home after a hectic day. As always\, no one was there on the door to say WELCOME HOME. Still\, I was kind of happy to live by myself\, at least that's what I say to myself. As I opened my lights\, hoping maybe my parents would be there with a surprise cake. Hoping that perhaps my friend would be there singing happy birthday to you.  Hoping\, *sigh\,* So stupid of me to even imagine that I was someone's priority.

      Anyway, Away from all the hopes, I went to my bed. But As soon, I went to my bed to sleep,

I felt as if someone was there. Though knowing no one would be there, I was scared.  So due to my fear without checking, I went to sleep.

The Next day.

I was woken up by a sudden jerking and shouting of several people. I woke up to find a messed up room full of people including police officer and forensic officers. Not only that, but I was startled by what I felt was the wet sensation throughout my body. Upon looking down, I saw bl...blood. I thought something had happened to me, but.... No, it wasn't mine. It was someone else's. I mean, it's absurd, right? I must be dreaming. It must be some insane kind of dream, innit? Ha…. Tears started rolling down my face. I couldn't control my heartbeat, when someone says their heart sank, maybe this is what they meant.

Out of helplessness, I started to plea for, But no one seemed to hear me. AT this point, I was going crazy, as if I was trapped somewhere. "YOU ALL… SIR, ?please hear me out, I am here" waving my hand in their faces I shouted those words multiple times. Yet no answer. Again I doubted myself if I really was dreaming? But the feeling was too real to be a dream, and too surreal to be reality.

Once again I shouted, Then after some time, I finally felt someone grabbing my hand. It was as if that wasn't a hand but a hope grabbing me. The hand was cold yet warm at the same time. I slowly in the hope of finally knowing that someone can hear and see me with beaming eyes I looked at my right.... But It was not someone or something I had expected..... It was a BLOODY CORPSE!!

And the corpse was of no stranger, it was ma…my...my...

EX GIRLFRIEND!!