This project is about my experience with my mother, which occurred on Sunday October 31st, 2021.
It was a peaceful day. It was my first year in New York City, and I had no plans on Halloween but to go church at 4pm.
The church that I went to was in Koreatown, and I lived in Brooklyn. The commute would take about 30 minutes, which felt a bit long to me, but I was just thankful that I could use public transportation (because I cannot drive or bike).
I was wearing my favorite jacket too — a brown suade Veronica Beard Jacket with tassels:
After service, I walked through Koreatown to get to 34 St-Penn Station to ride the 2 train back to Clark st.
There were a lot of people in Koreatown that day. Especially with a popular show like Squid Game that premiered in the same year, many people were dressed up as Squid Game characters and walking around Koreatown. I looked around, enjoying the scenary as I people watched. I do remember, though, that it smelled so terribled in Koreatown that day.
I stood in between Broadway and W 32nd St. I was waiting for the pedestrain lights to turn green. ‘Another fun day to remember in New York City,” I thought.
I came home, I didn’t know what to do.
I called my mom. That was the only option I had. She would know what to do. She would know what to say.
“You should’ve been more careful.”
“You were probably wearing revealing clothes.”
Those were the words I needed to hear.
3 minutes and 18 seconds passed.
I couldn’t sleep that night.