Run MV (Epik High) Story [my version]

Just got home and i think i should make another story about kpop MV. This time is Run MV by Epik High. (click here)
OK! LET'S BEGIN!

I loved running. I tied up my shoes and i looked forward. When i looked backward, memories started to came up.

A memory when i opened my eyes for the first time.

I looked at my mother and father without knowing who they are. Then the time flied so fast. I opened my eyes again and i was celebrating my birthday. My parents were singing "생일 축하 합니다~" My mother gave me a present with a smile on her face.

Time kept running.

I was in kindergarten. I was so happy. Feels like i never wanted this time to flies by.

I looked forward again. And ran.

I left those beautiful memories behind and kept moving forward, but nightmares kept coming as long as i ran.

Nightmare when my parents started to fight. Blaming each other.

I saw my father fighting with my mother and they were talking out loud. My father accidentally pushed me behind. And then i was crying.

I looked forward again. And ran.

I wanted to forget that nightmare and i hoped time would fly faster.
I remembered the first time i ran. Feels like i was running from all those nightmares and troubles. I kept on running and running and i drank a bottle of water. Just like in heaven.

I got older and older. I started to play basketball and sometimes i looked at some sexy hotties pictures in porn magazines while i was smoking. Then i started to drive my motorcycle crazily. My dad unsatisfied with what I've done. He slapped me on the face. I knew he didn't love me.

I graduated from high school (or college?). The gate of freedom was opened for me. My soul was sport. So i prepared my self to run faster and longer.

I didn't want those memories stopped me. So i ran faster.

I wanted to forget it. Those memories killed me. I wanted to be free. So i set myself to be free. I'm sick of running. Running from reality. So i tried boxing.

Whenever i felt blessed, those suffocating memories came.

Memory when i met my girlfriend.

I loved her so much. She was an angel who came from heaven just for me.

I knew she was the greatest gift of all but i wanted to forget her. So I punched the air even harder. Then i skipped.

I forced my self to be strong till sweats teared up to the floor. But i wouldn't give up. When i stopped, I remembered again.

I gave a ring to my girlfriend. Pricey and meaningful. She kissed me on the lips. A nice and warm kiss.

I knew life is circle. And my life was on the top.

I won a competition. I grabbed a trophy proudly and i wouldn't let it go. I had to be a winner not a loser. So i ran faster, punch harder, and skipped faster. I was so proud with my name written on that trophy.

I drove crazily like i used to do to picked up my girl. I didn't know why those memories from behind kept coming in front of me and made me unfocused with anything around me.

And then it went dark.

When i opened my eyes, i saw blood everywhere. My motorcycle on the other side crashed. And i was so dizzy. I couldn't move my body at all. I looked at my feet and i fainted.

I was so angry with my life. From that moment, every single breath i took, was hell. My girlfriend was cheating on me and her new boyfriend punch me and my girlfriend threw a ring that i gave to her. I was so angry.

I felt nothing went right. I was screaming and kicking and punching. The ring, the trophy, the birthday party, those beautiful memories made me cried.

That's why i didn't want to look back. That's why i kept on running. That's why i kept on skipping. Jumping, running, and punching.

That's why i kept doing it even though i only have one foot left.

I lost my left foot on that crashed. I lost my girlfriend because of that. I lost my trophy because of that. I lost my sweet memory because of that. But i didn't want to give up.

Cause i knew if i quit, then I'll be a quitter. I'm not a quitter.

If i stopped running, then the world would chase me.

So I kept running.