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bRuH- hE's So BeAuTiFul 😍 ————-
My dream was to become a photographer ever since I was a kid. I got it from my father, he takes amazing photos of landscapes, beaches, mountains etc.
We used to go on trips and I always went along with him, He would help me how to take a picture, and what is the perfect angle and more.
But until I lost him, last year. He gave me his camera and told me to follow my dreams and he will always be proud. After his death I just kept crying in my room for days.
Knowing that my father will be sad looking at me in this position, I knew he will be happy if I move on knowing he is in a good and safe place.
My family also in courage's me but my step-father doesn't. Yeah, my mother remarried because she wanted us to move on. She thinks it was the best for all of us.
To be honest I didn't like the idea, but seeing her happy with him than crying in her room, sobbing her eyes out. So I went with it cause I didn't want to make my mother sad.
My brother also is married and they are living with us til they find a house, plus I became and aunt!!! How exciting is that.
"Y/N.." my stepfather called "Yes?" I replied, "When are you going to start to find a job?" He asked as I froze in my place, "Well, I'm going to be a photographer." I said as he sighed.
"I meant a REAL job." He pointed out the word real. This made me furious. "Excuse me, photography is a real job." I said as he scoffed. "It is not, you don't really gain money from it." He rolled his eyes.
"Excuse you mister-know-it-all, but photography is a real job because a lot of people are doing it and doing it well and they are sharing the knowledge which makes the whole industry grow!" I slammed my hands on the table.
"Y/N." My mother called, "What?" I asked. "Enough." My brother said. "I'm sitting here defending my ass, while you are here just sitting in your place silently, you've known that ever since I was young I wanted to be photographer and I was following into my father's footsteps."
"But when he passed away and mom remarried your suddenly all against me saying that 'oh photography isn't a real job.' And 'you don't really gain money from it'. I don't care! I wanted to be a photographer because I love doing it! Not because of money and shit!" I stood up as I grabbed my camera bag and left my house.
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"What happened miss lee?" The barista, Jimin asked. "It's my parents, they don't really get photography!" I sighed, Sam is like the person who would listen to all of my problems.
He used to go to the same middle school I went, then we met back here again. A chuckle left his lips, "How about I make you some hot chocolate?" He asked "You get me." I placed some cash on the counter.