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who am i?
MY NAME IS KWON YURI, WHY WAS I HERE? HERE'S MY STORY.
I MARRIED AT A YOUNG AGE. I WAS 13 WHEN THE SON OF MY MOM'S BESTFRIEND ME AND GOT ME PREGNANT. MY MOM AND MY DAD WERE SO DISGUSTED OF ME AND PRACTICALLY GAVE ME AWAY TO THEIR FAMILY BECAUSE THEY THOUGHT IT WAS MY FAULT THAT I GOT . THEY FORCED US TO LIVE TOGETHER ON MY HUSBAND'S PARENTS AND THAT'S WHERE MY REAL JOURNEY STARTED. I WAS ABUSED BY HIS PARENTS BECAUSE THEY THINK I'M A THAT SEDUCED THEIR SON, I CANNOT SEEK HELP TO MY PARENTS BECAUSE AFTER I WAS GONE, THEY WENT TO GOD KNOWS WHERE AND LEFT ME THERE ALONE. MY HUSBAND'S PARENTS DIDN'T REALLY CARE MUCH AND I PRACTICALLY BECAME A TOY OF THEIR SON, SOON ENOUGH. WE MOVED INTO AN APARTMENT BLOCKS AWAY, I THOUGHT MY HUSBAND FINALLY CHANGED BUT THE MAIN REASON WHY WE MOVED IS BECAUSE HE WANTS TO DO OTHER FREAKY AND DISGUSTING STUFFS TO ME. I CRIED MYSELF TO SLEEP EVERYDAY AS I GOT REPEATEDLY, EVERYSINCE WHEN I WAS 13. YEARS PASSED AND I HAD THREE MISCARRIAGE ALREADY. AT 17, I THOUGHT MY HUSBAND FINALLY CHANGED WHEN HE ASKED TO MARRY ME WHEN I TURN 18, DAYS AFTER WE GOT MARRIED. HE CAME BACK TO HIS OLD SELF BUT THERE WERE THINGS THAT CHANGED, HE DIDN'T JUST ME, HE ALSO STARTED BEATING ME. I BECAME HIS PUNCHING BAG, I WAS BEAT UP TO A PULP, WAS BLEEDING, BLACK AND BLUE AND I COULD BARELY RECOGNIZE MYSELF AS I STAND IN FRONT OF IT. I WAS CRYING. WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE SUCH THING? DID I CAUSE HARM TO ANY PEOPLE TO DESERVE THIS?
AND THAT WAS THE TIME THAT I PROMISED MYSELF, I WILL MAKE MYSELF STRONG, STRONG AND I WILL STAND FOR MYSELF.
AT THE AGE OF 19, FIVE MISCARRIAGE, TONS OF SCARS THAT I HEALED MYSELF.
EVERYTIME MY HUSBAND WAS AT WORK, I WOULD GET MONEY FROM HIS SAFE AND GO TO A GYM AND A MARTIAL ARTS PLACE. I LEARNED HOW TO DO THE BASIC TO THE SELF DEFENSE UNTIL I BECAME A BLACK BELTER, I ALSO STARTED TAKING CARE OF MYSELF SO WHEN MY HUSBAND NOTICE THAT SOME OF HIS MONEY WERE GONE, HE THOUGHT THAT I FINALLY ACCEPTED MY FATE AND IS NOW MAKING MYSELF BEAUTIFUL FOR HIM. but he was so wrong.
three years have passed, no one could defeat me. i was the strongest in our class and i could even compete in a worldwide tournament. but it wasn't the reason why i trained, the reason why i trained was to get revenge.
the day before christmas was the day that i planned, i finally was able to do my plan when my husband came home and i beat him to pulp. i tortured him for a week, beating him but not killing him yet. on the last day, i cut his in front of him and made him on it, i also give him a last blow on the stomach before started sobbing his body that was tied on the ceiling. when he was dead, i started chopping his body to pieces and left it scattered on the floor. i took a nice bath, cleaned myself and went to his parents house, they got suprised to see me visiting them. But once they let me in, i became the last person they saw as i immediately punched them until their faces cannot be recognized and finally stabbed them to death.
it felt so good to do those, i was planning on finding my parents. but then upon looking at my husband's safe, i saw some papers that is telling him that all my parent's money will go to him as i wasn't their real child. that explained so well why they didn't care for me and didn't love me.
one day, i heard a news about my parents death as the plane they were riding crashed.
Everything was going smoothly until our neighbors smelt the rotten body on our apartment, when the police came, i didn't hesitate and let them arrest me.
i was the only suspect but there were no witness as no one knew what was happening, so they convicted me of murder of my husband and my mother and father in law. i plead guilty with a smile on my face and accepted my forever life in jail.
I MARRIED AT A YOUNG AGE. I WAS 13 WHEN THE SON OF MY MOM'S BESTFRIEND ME AND GOT ME PREGNANT. MY MOM AND MY DAD WERE SO DISGUSTED OF ME AND PRACTICALLY GAVE ME AWAY TO THEIR FAMILY BECAUSE THEY THOUGHT IT WAS MY FAULT THAT I GOT . THEY FORCED US TO LIVE TOGETHER ON MY HUSBAND'S PARENTS AND THAT'S WHERE MY REAL JOURNEY STARTED. I WAS ABUSED BY HIS PARENTS BECAUSE THEY THINK I'M A THAT SEDUCED THEIR SON, I CANNOT SEEK HELP TO MY PARENTS BECAUSE AFTER I WAS GONE, THEY WENT TO GOD KNOWS WHERE AND LEFT ME THERE ALONE. MY HUSBAND'S PARENTS DIDN'T REALLY CARE MUCH AND I PRACTICALLY BECAME A TOY OF THEIR SON, SOON ENOUGH. WE MOVED INTO AN APARTMENT BLOCKS AWAY, I THOUGHT MY HUSBAND FINALLY CHANGED BUT THE MAIN REASON WHY WE MOVED IS BECAUSE HE WANTS TO DO OTHER FREAKY AND DISGUSTING STUFFS TO ME. I CRIED MYSELF TO SLEEP EVERYDAY AS I GOT REPEATEDLY, EVERYSINCE WHEN I WAS 13. YEARS PASSED AND I HAD THREE MISCARRIAGE ALREADY. AT 17, I THOUGHT MY HUSBAND FINALLY CHANGED WHEN HE ASKED TO MARRY ME WHEN I TURN 18, DAYS AFTER WE GOT MARRIED. HE CAME BACK TO HIS OLD SELF BUT THERE WERE THINGS THAT CHANGED, HE DIDN'T JUST ME, HE ALSO STARTED BEATING ME. I BECAME HIS PUNCHING BAG, I WAS BEAT UP TO A PULP, WAS BLEEDING, BLACK AND BLUE AND I COULD BARELY RECOGNIZE MYSELF AS I STAND IN FRONT OF IT. I WAS CRYING. WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE SUCH THING? DID I CAUSE HARM TO ANY PEOPLE TO DESERVE THIS?
AND THAT WAS THE TIME THAT I PROMISED MYSELF, I WILL MAKE MYSELF STRONG, STRONG AND I WILL STAND FOR MYSELF.
AT THE AGE OF 19, FIVE MISCARRIAGE, TONS OF SCARS THAT I HEALED MYSELF.
EVERYTIME MY HUSBAND WAS AT WORK, I WOULD GET MONEY FROM HIS SAFE AND GO TO A GYM AND A MARTIAL ARTS PLACE. I LEARNED HOW TO DO THE BASIC TO THE SELF DEFENSE UNTIL I BECAME A BLACK BELTER, I ALSO STARTED TAKING CARE OF MYSELF SO WHEN MY HUSBAND NOTICE THAT SOME OF HIS MONEY WERE GONE, HE THOUGHT THAT I FINALLY ACCEPTED MY FATE AND IS NOW MAKING MYSELF BEAUTIFUL FOR HIM. but he was so wrong.
three years have passed, no one could defeat me. i was the strongest in our class and i could even compete in a worldwide tournament. but it wasn't the reason why i trained, the reason why i trained was to get revenge.
the day before christmas was the day that i planned, i finally was able to do my plan when my husband came home and i beat him to pulp. i tortured him for a week, beating him but not killing him yet. on the last day, i cut his in front of him and made him on it, i also give him a last blow on the stomach before started sobbing his body that was tied on the ceiling. when he was dead, i started chopping his body to pieces and left it scattered on the floor. i took a nice bath, cleaned myself and went to his parents house, they got suprised to see me visiting them. But once they let me in, i became the last person they saw as i immediately punched them until their faces cannot be recognized and finally stabbed them to death.
it felt so good to do those, i was planning on finding my parents. but then upon looking at my husband's safe, i saw some papers that is telling him that all my parent's money will go to him as i wasn't their real child. that explained so well why they didn't care for me and didn't love me.
one day, i heard a news about my parents death as the plane they were riding crashed.
Everything was going smoothly until our neighbors smelt the rotten body on our apartment, when the police came, i didn't hesitate and let them arrest me.
i was the only suspect but there were no witness as no one knew what was happening, so they convicted me of murder of my husband and my mother and father in law. i plead guilty with a smile on my face and accepted my forever life in jail.
about me
I'M NOT THE PERSON THAT I USE TO BE. THAT WAS WHAT I WAS SURE OF. I BECAME A BEAST AND I THOUGHT OF EVERYONE AS ENEMY, THAT NO ONE CAN BE TRUSTED AND THAT NO ONE WILL EVER BE THERE FOR ME. THAT BECAME MY MENTALITY. AND I WASN'T AFRAID TO END A LIFE IF I NEED TO OR WANT TO.
GONE WAS THE SWEET ME, THAT SWEET TEENAGE GIRL WITH A HUGE PASSION FOR DANCING AND DESIGNING CLOTHES, GONE WAS THAT SWEET GIRL WHO USE TO HUG HER TEDDY BEAR AS SHE SLEEPS AT NIGHT.
I BECAME A BEASTLY KWON YURI THAT EVERYONE AVOIDED, EVEN MY GAZE WAS AVOIDED, MY PRESENCE WAS AVOIDED. AND SOMEHOW, I MANAGED TO LIVE WITH IT. SOMETIMES, I ALSO CRAVE FOR HAVING BLOOD IN MY HANDS AND SO SOME PRISONERS WOULD JUST VANISH WITHOUT A TRACE.
i ALSO BECAME A LEADER OF ONE OF THE CELLS AND BECAME NOTORIOUS, I COULD GO OUT MY CELL AND GREET PEOPLE AS IF I'M ALSO A COP, THAT'S HOW I DID AFTER STAYING HERE IN THE PRISON FOR SEVEN YEARS AND COUNTING.
GONE WAS THE SWEET ME, THAT SWEET TEENAGE GIRL WITH A HUGE PASSION FOR DANCING AND DESIGNING CLOTHES, GONE WAS THAT SWEET GIRL WHO USE TO HUG HER TEDDY BEAR AS SHE SLEEPS AT NIGHT.
I BECAME A BEASTLY KWON YURI THAT EVERYONE AVOIDED, EVEN MY GAZE WAS AVOIDED, MY PRESENCE WAS AVOIDED. AND SOMEHOW, I MANAGED TO LIVE WITH IT. SOMETIMES, I ALSO CRAVE FOR HAVING BLOOD IN MY HANDS AND SO SOME PRISONERS WOULD JUST VANISH WITHOUT A TRACE.
i ALSO BECAME A LEADER OF ONE OF THE CELLS AND BECAME NOTORIOUS, I COULD GO OUT MY CELL AND GREET PEOPLE AS IF I'M ALSO A COP, THAT'S HOW I DID AFTER STAYING HERE IN THE PRISON FOR SEVEN YEARS AND COUNTING.