Let me lead you the way.” Mr. Alden politely wraps his arm around Song's upper torso and leads him towards the darkness. The group of children also turns around with their hands still holding one another's. Their steps don't even make a noise on the muddy and grassy ground in front of Song's house. While walking away, Song turns his head around to take a final look at his antique wooden house in the middle of nowhere. His mother stands frozen in one place at the front porch, staring out into the distant with terror. Her mouth drops open in shock, and her hand still holds the kitchen knife with the blade soaked in blood. Before her lies Song's lifeless body with his empty eyes still open and blood pours out of his mouth. Her fingers release the knife and let it falls to the ground with a clank. A tear rolls down her red cheeks, and then followed by another one until there is a stream of tears that wet her eyes and face. She collapses on her knees and sobs with her bloody and trembling palms covering her face. A blanket of fog crawls on the ground until it completely covers Song's body and his mother, leaving only the sight of the house with its flickering light in the left window that seems like a blink and a taunt for Song. He knows deep inside, his mother felt guilty for what she committed, a murder. No matter what she did to him, Song forgives his mother, for she who gave birth and raised him to this day. He understands that his condition is still a defect that led to his demise. He ponders about how other people, who are just like him, can be able to go through this conflict within their families for being homosexual. The society has been plunging them into the pit of darkness, shame, and invisibility where they cannot shine and be true to themselves. This dilemma still persists in the world, and it is a blockade that voids a person from receiving unconditional love from another
Let me lead you the way.” Mr. Alden politely wraps his arm around Song's upper torso and leads him towards the darkness. The group of children also turns around with their hands still holding one another's. Their steps don't even make a noise on the muddy and grassy ground in front of Song's house. While walking away, Song turns his head around to take a final look at his antique wooden house in the middle of nowhere. His mother stands frozen in one place at the front porch, staring out into the distant with terror. Her mouth drops open in shock, and her hand still holds the kitchen knife with the blade soaked in blood. Before her lies Song's lifeless body with his empty eyes still open and blood pours out of his mouth. Her fingers release the knife and let it falls to the ground with a clank. A tear rolls down her red cheeks, and then followed by another one until there is a stream of tears that wet her eyes and face. She collapses on her knees and sobs with her bloody and trembling palms covering her face. A blanket of fog crawls on the ground until it completely covers Song's body and his mother, leaving only the sight of the house with its flickering light in the left window that seems like a blink and a taunt for Song. He knows deep inside, his mother felt guilty for what she committed, a murder. No matter what she did to him, Song forgives his mother, for she who gave birth and raised him to this day. He understands that his condition is still a defect that led to his demise. He ponders about how other people, who are just like him, can be able to go through this conflict within their families for being homosexual. The society has been plunging them into the pit of darkness, shame, and invisibility where they cannot shine and be true to themselves. This dilemma still persists in the world, and it is a blockade that voids a person from receiving unconditional love from another