I’m Eun-Woo Park. I am 17, I have dark hair, and I am short. And I'm a North Korean. Yes, and I feel ashamed to say that. Ever since the establishment of the DMZ and the start of the Korean War, I have felt that. Ever since... The splitting... of my... family... sobbing. I want true justice, true freedom, and a true and honest life. With the current leadership in North Korea, it just doesn’t work! I am also a student at an unjust school. But, you get the point! The point is we need equality and justice for all, please!

Boom! Crack! Pop! In the background, I hear guns go off. Hurry!!! Mum screamed. We rushed back to the house for safety. As I hear shouting and commotion in the background, my little sister grabs my hand, and runs back to the home with me. This is the current life, the outbreak and commencing of the Korean War. I know this is wrong and I want to fight for it, but I can't at this point. We need to get out of this regime, the dictator Kim Il Sung. What an evil person! I have some friends in North Korea, but a lot in South Korea.