Both of Kim’s parents were blind, her dad died when she was young. When she was six the Japanese invaded. Her mother sold her into slavery to an older man, and she eventually got pregnant. The man would beat her while she was pregnant. When she had the baby, it came out black and blue – dead. She had to take the baby and bury it by herself in the winter. Eventually, she contacted her sister and they ran away together to get away from the war and Kim’s abusive husband.
Every dead body lined up the roads and everyday bombs were dropped by both the Axis Powers and the Allies. One night, Kim and her sister had to barricade themselves in a hole in the ground with a mattress. A grenade was dropped in the hole and she got some of her face hit. In the morning when they got out she says that she remembers people all around being burnt to a crisp. She says she saw a woman standing up, holding a baby like a black statue. Soon after that, they reached an American base and she met an American soldier and they eventually got married.
Her friend was also seeing an American, but she was married to a Korean man, but she ended up getting pregnant and she didn’t know who the baby daddy was. My great-grandma knew that because of what happened that she couldn’t keep the baby, although she wanted to. So her and her friend made a deal that the baby was half American when it came, then she would give my great-grandmother the baby. It was so her and her husband got to adopt the baby which is my grandmother.
After the adoption, they moved back to the United States in the state of Arkansas. Her husband turned out to be mean and abusive, so they got a divorce. She took my grandmother and herself to California and she met a different man whom she then married. Not soon after that, they separated, and my grandmother Peggy met my mom’s dad. Peggy, my mom, and my mom’s dad moved into a place of their own, so they left my great-grandmother alone. My grandmother and my mom’s dad separated, and she met my aunt’s dad who tried to rape my mom when she was 3. They separated and my grandma Peggy met my uncle’s dad, Joe. Joe and I are still very close.
After my uncle was born, my great grandmother Kim moved back in with the family to help take care of my aunt, uncle and mom. Then my mom had me and she helped take care of me and raise me. When me and my mom moved in with my dad, Kim went back to live by herself.
About ten years ago my great grandmother was visiting us and she passed out and thought she was going to die so she told my mom her story and that’s when my grandma found out that she was adopted. She is now 84 and has amnesia and thinks I am six years old and that she is a millionaire – sometimes I think she is and we just don’t know about it.