The smell of spagetti filled the air, my family busy eating. A lavish amount of spagetti was placed on my plate, ready to be eaten. The spagetti sank into my mouth, so delectable I might have a second serving of spagetti. I didn't realize dad calling me until Minjeong(my sister) kicked me under the table.
"Yeji...We decided to leave Sweden and go to Panama." Dad said excitedly. I froze in shock and consternation. The silence of a few seconds stretched for an eternity. Finally my mouth opened.
"Leave? To a country I've never heard of? Panama?" I replied in disbelief.
"You beseeched us to move to another country Yeji" Mom whispered from the back. My face turned red with anger, tears forming in my eye.
"But thats when I was mad!!!" I stood up, and ran straight to my room, not meeting my parents eyes. I slammed the door shut behind me, as I lay prostrate on my bed. I began to ponder what I would do, what would happen next.
Sweden, a country I am always gratified with, a country that has all the precious memories , is begining to break into million of peaces, impossible to put it back together. I regretted my impetuous decision to insult Sweden . If only I could go back into time, if only I didn't tell dad I wanted to leave...If only... Regrets began to pile up inside me, making me feel guilty.
Suddenly something caught my eyes. A garlands of fresh flowers were placed on my desk. I looked at it and thought, " Maybe...maybe in Panama, I would bloom like those flowers, getting use to the country like I did in Sweden, and my leaves would turn old and fall out, and without me noticing, I'd miss Panama, just like I did to Sweden" A smile stretched across my face, and I felt something grow inside me. A little seed was planted in my heart, the seed that symbolizes hope.
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