14 Aami: Day 3 with BTS

After finishing my work at the resturant, I call Namjoo .

"Hello, Joonie please don't wait for me. I'll be back only tomorrow morning."

"Okay Aami. Please take care of yourself." Namjoon says in a concerned voice.

I didn't want to make the boys worry like I did last time, so I call Namjoon in advance and asked them not to wait up for me.

I was on my way for the night shift cleaning job. That's when I saw a street vendor behaving harshly to a poor old beggar. Later I brought him dinner and we ate it together.

In a way he reminded me of my grandfather. Grandpa knew I was adopted but he still loved me like his own granddaughter. I still remember his last words.

"Take care of your mother and father okay dear. Love them with all your heart."

After having the meal, he grabbed my hands and started shedding tears, thanking me. I wish I had the means to help people like him but unfortunately in my present condition there was nothing much I could do for him, except offer him the little money that I made from working in the resturant.

Juggling between two jobs was tiring. By the time I was finished, it was already past 4am in the early morning. I hit the couch in the workers lounge and go to sleep. I had to be at the restaurant at 9 am which means I had to wake up by 7am...barely three hours of sleep.

Skipping meals and overworking has become my daily routine now but I gotta keep pushing forward. I can't remember the last time I have had a proper meal. I could feel my health slowly deteriorating.

I set the alarm and woke up at 7 am to catch the morning bus and later after taking a quick shower at the dorm, I yet again skipped breakfast and hurried to the restaurant.