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I'm not writing chapter 6 until I get a piece of your mind >_>, so please give me your cake :D
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Would a stranger hurt? Or will uncovering something hurt more?

Chapter 5: Brutality, fearful mystery

My disappearance was a mystery, everyone tried their best to find me but no one succeeded. There was no doubt that I could be kidnapped or lost, the policemen tried searching around in town while the town folks assisted them in their search. No one knew where I went; I ran far, far away and got lost in the wilderness. I left neither trace nor a sign where I went.

A few days later, they decided to solve the case with the help of a detective. A detective would be the only hope of finding my trace. The detective started with a map with several clues. They discussed the whole situation in a room inside the police station. Mum, dad, the head of the policemen, Mack and the 24 years old detective, Mr. Anderson were in the room with the door closed. The conversation then began.

“The possibility of Jool being kidnapped is high.” said Anderson.

“Yes, I agree with you Anderson.” said Mack.

“Oh my god…save my child Mr. Detective…please...” said mum.

“There are 4 exits inside this town, and the east gate leads to the wilderness.” said Anderson with his hands holding his mouth thinking deeply.

“Jool is a smart boy, he wouldn’t run very far I assume.” said dad.

In the mean time, I was running towards the wilderness. I ran to the east side of Roscal Town, which is where I live. While I was running, I saw a man talking to a kid in front of the exit to the wilderness and I stopped. The boy seemed lost and the man seemed very familiar. The man held a gun in his hand with a dark black coat and a pair of blue long jeans. The boy’s innocent looking face shown that he was in the age of 7-13. The gun on the man’s hands made him seemed dangerous, I ran to a corner and hid myself. They had a conversation.

“Hey little boy, where are your parents?” asked the man.

“I don’t know… I am lost…” said the little boy.

Apparently, the boy was too afraid and started to cry.

“Come with me little boy… Don’t cry…I will bring you to your parents” said the man with a cunning expression.

The boy looked into the man’s eye and started to fear.

“My mum always tells me not to follow strangers, they will kidnap me” said the boy with a sad voice.

“Silly, your parents are lying to you, you don’t have to listen to them. Follow me, I will bring you home.” said the man.

The man was lying; he was trying to deceive the boy. The sun turned brighter and I started to sweat. I started to worry that something would happen to the little boy. The man gave the boy a lollipop to avoid anyone looking. No one would realize what was happening here inside this solitude. The man started to get impatient.

“Here’s a lollipop boy, now stop crying.” said the man with a higher tone.

The boy took the delicious looking lollipop and threw it on the floor.

“I don’t want the lollipop!!” shouted the boy.

The boy continued crying and the man got mad; he took out his gun and was prepared to shoot the little boy.

“Shut up little boy, or I will shoot you!” shouted the man.

The boy cried loudly and made the man angry. I could not resist what was happening so I decided to stand up for the little boy. I came out from hiding and told the man to stop. The man pulled his gun and was prepared to shoot the little boy. The little boy fell in fear and fainted.

“Don’t come near or I will shoot him!” shouted the man.

When he turned around, I saw his face. “It’s him, the criminal who escaped from jail.” I told myself. He held the gun and was about to pull the trigger as I approached him.

“Calm down… Now, drop the gun…” I told him.

Without any hesitation, I ran towards the kid and carried him in my chest. The man pulled the trigger and a loud shooting sound occurred.

“Ahhhhh!!” I shouted in pain.

“He could have ran to the wilderness.” said Anderson.

“I will call them to check out the situation.” said Mack.

“Please officer, don’t let my child in danger.” said dad.

Suddenly, a policeman came in and reported that someone heard a loud shooting sound came from the east gate to the wilderness.

“Sir, someone reported that he heard a loud shooting sound.” said the policeman.

“I’ve got a conclusion, Mack. This clueless puzzle could only come to one conclusion, Jool is not dead, he might be in danger.” said Anderson confidently.

“Get to work men… Let’s get the case solved.” said Mack.

Mack leaded the whole team of policemen with dad, mum and the detective following. I was hurt, but I managed to save the boy from that shot. I carried the boy and ran fast into the wilderness. The man shot my left arm and it hurt a lot, my arm started to bleed as I ran faster. The brutal sun made things worse; I ran so fast and managed to escape the man. The sun shined which made me consumed much of my energy which made me sweated a lot. I got lost in the wilderness while running in a no where land without a clue of where to go. I sat beside a tree and placed the little boy on the floor. I could not find any source of water to drink and started to get dizzy as the sun started to shine brighter. There were a lot of trees inside, it made me confused.

On the other hand, the man tried to follow up and eventually fell down to the harsh ground. His had hit his head on the ground and went into a coma. The police got to the east exit of Roscal town and found the criminal lying on the ground not far away. They caught the criminal and placed him inside the police car with two policemen guarding beside him.

“He must have gone into the wilderness…” said Anderson.

“The wilderness?! You must be kidding me, he’ll die inside there.” said dad with a loud tone.

“Get in team, we’ll find the boy, mister, don’t worry about it.” said Mack with a smile on his face.

They went in and the whole team started to search for me. Just when they started to search, I got weaker and decided to search for resources inside the wilderness so I could find the way out. Suddenly, a fury yellow tiger appeared in front of us. The tiger then jumped with its claws showing up and landed right in front of me. I did not know what to do and started to struggle with the tiger. I jumped on the tiger and grabbed his head tightly as it shook violently. It was shaking violently till I flew away and hit one of the unforgivable trees. I fell on to the ground with a great impact; my back was hurt and I could not stand up. The tiger charged forward with its mouth opened wide. Hence, I fainted… The boy was still unconscious while the team in their search, and found something.

To be continued…

What would you do if you found out you were to be an adopted child without knowing?

Chapter 4: Painful betrayal

I heard a loud noise from the outside, it was too loud indeed. The birds were flying in the air, turning around in a circle. The birds turned noisy because the birds were too afraid of that loud noise. I only imagined that it was a gun shooting something. However, it was too far away, although it seemed quite hard. A few moments later, dad came back from work. I heard the sound of the door opening from downstairs. Dad came back walking since we do not own any vehicles. Furthermore, he works at the nearby building as a manager. As soon as dad came back, I ran downstairs to get him in. He opened the door and I managed to get in front of the door before he finished. He was surprised looking at me being so sad. I approached him and called him, “Dad!” He hugged me and told me that everything would be alright. It seemed that dad really understands me for being his child. He locked the door and placed his old torn leather shoes on to the rusty looking shoe tray. I followed as he walked in carrying his black, heavy suitcase. He began to ask questions, “Jool, where is your mum?” I replied, “She’s in the room, dad.” His face seemed tired; his eyes were red and dripping tears. I wondered, “Is dad sad? He has never been sad the whole time...” Dad continued walking and left me behind. He went into his room and placed his heavy, black suitcase on the floor. Although his condition has never been so bad, dad seemed extremely depressed. He opened the door and switched on the lights of his room. He took off his black old jacket and hung it in the cupboard with a hanger. He did not focus on what he was doing and accidentally kicked his bed when he wanted to write his diary. He shouted in pain and mum was shocked, mum came out and checked on what was happening. She came out and stood beside me, she asked, “What is happening?” I replied, “Dad kicked his own bed, mum.” Mum felt humiliated and got angry, she walked into dad’s room and scolded him. She shouted, “Why are you scaring me!” I started to fear they would start an argument since they never argued for so long. One year ago, they argued over buying a sofa for the house and almost broke up. They continued fighting and I couldn’t stop them, I went in and told them to stop but they ignored me as if I never existed. I felt bad because I was ignored and I started to yell at them. All of a sudden, they stopped and the situation turned soundless. I shouted with a broken voice, “Stop arguing, you’ll only make the family break apart.” They both felt bad for ignoring me and decided to stop arguing; I got sad and ran back to my room. I locked the door tightly and sat down on my chair. I felt so sad for losing a friend, now I had to stop my parents from arguing. Mum and dad stopped arguing and walked into the living room. I felt so sad and continued crying as time passes. As the day turned late, I stopped crying and cooled down. I looked at the sky through a big brown frame and saw the beautiful atmosphere coloured with goldenrod, I started to think, “Is it my time to stop dreaming and drive into harsh reality?” I had to drive into harsh reality and stop dreaming of a good future. I always thought that life would move fluidly as the river flows. The people outside went back into their lovely home and I got hungry. I could smell the taste of the food that followed the wind from blocks away.

Later in the evening, I went downstairs and decided to have a walk outside. I walked down the stairs and saw mum cooking in the kitchen. Mum was talking happily with her friend on the phone and dad was writing his diary inside his room. I walked into the kitchen and saw what was for dinner; mum was cooking fried fish for dinner. I went to the living room and turned on the television, I watched the news while I was waiting. The news reported that there was a prisoner that escaped from jail and running freely outside, they informed everyone to be careful. I started to worry something bad would happen. Thirty minutes later the news was over and dinner was almost ready. I went outside for a walk while waiting for dinner to be ready. I wore my shoes and opened the door; I came out my house and decided to walk around my house. It was dark as it was night; I walked out and saw the street lights on. Several street lights were not working since they were spoiled. As I was walking, I saw houses with lights. Some were eating with their family members; others were doing what most people do at night. Suddenly, I saw a shadow behind me. I started to fear if it was someone dangerous or like the news reported: the prisoner. I continued walking and I kept hearing footsteps, I turned around and saw nothing was behind. Probably just my imagination, I got tired of walking and decided to return as the day turned darker.

Later on, I reached home and went in. I locked the door and placed my shoes on the shoe rack. I went in and saw dinner was ready, I told mum to save some of the food for me as I wanted to take a shower after going out for a walk. Mum told dad to have dinner and dad came to the kitchen and sat down to eat. There were rice, fried fish and vegetables on the table. I went up stairs and took a pair of new clothes; I went downstairs and entered the bathroom. I took a shower and changed to my new pair of clothes. Soon, I came out and placed my dirty pair of clothes into the basket beside the bath room. I went into the kitchen and sat down; mum and dad finished eating and left some of the food on the table. They left the kitchen and I was left alone, I began eating as the rice was prepared on the table. There were a sum of rice left in the bowl and part of the fried fish was left. I began with the vegetables and ate it with the rice. Soon, I finished up everything on the table and cleaned up the table. I went out and saw the door of the living room nearly closed, I approached the room and saw mum and dad talking. I listened to their conversation.

“We need our son to be happy, honey.” said mum.

“Yes I understand.” dad replied.

“What do you think he needs? He’s not our real son, I don’t really understand him.” said mum.

“Although he’s not our real son, but I think he needs a brother.” dad replied.

I started to feel weird about what they were talking about, I felt uncomfortable.

“So you mean, we need to get him his twin?” said mum

“That’s what I think... Jool is a sad boy, he’s always lonely. He needs a companion too, right?” said dad.

“Yes... but we don’t need to get him his twin brother in the orphanage, we cannot afford to get him. We can’t pay for another family member, we’re almost broke.” said mum.

“Yes... but... he’ll know about his past one day since he’s an adopted child and we never once treated him good. Don’t you feel bad about it? I love Jool, I love him so much, he has became a part of my life, I cannot lose him.” said dad.

“As long as you and I keep this a secret, he’ll never know.” said mum.

I started to feel bad and I opened the door, mum and dad saw me with a sad and angry looking face. They were shocked seeing me standing in front of the door knowing that I heard their conversation. I started to cry and shouted, “Why didn’t you tell me the truth? I was adopted and you treat me so bad! I never complained a word to you... but... how could you?! You are my parents and you should be responsible!!” Mum got angry and shouted, “Stop yelling at us like you can tell us what to do. Remember, you’re just an adopted child; you don’t have the rights to yell at us. We raised you because we felt you were good. So behave yourself!” As soon as I heard those words, it was like thorns coming out from mum’s mouth. It penetrated my heart like a sharp powerful spear. My heart was broken and I ran out the house with tears dripping down. I ran far, far away from home. Mum and dad started to argue and dad scolded mum. They both thought I would return the next day so they ignored the situation.

However, things were not at the end of the line, I did not return home the next day. I got lost, mum and dad started to worry. Soon, dad and mum started to worry and called the police. The television was on, while dad was using the telephone, mum heard the news reporting that a missing kid has been kidnapped. No one knew what knew what happened to me after that night, I disappear mysteriously and no one could find me. Mum fainted because of fear while dad is still trying to search where I was. The mystery has not been uncovered…

To be continued…

Did mum save your life?

Chapter 2: Mum, my life savior

However, a blizzard started to fall and I stood still and held my breath in, in this breezing cold night. It was then I started to shiver and became frightened. I saw my cruel and dreadful mum running away from me. She went far, far away from me. Leaving me alone at the side streets, My vision was blurred by then, as I was sleeping. I could not believe that I was thrown out by my own mother. I asked myself, “Why is my mum so cruel to me?”. I felt that it is time I gave up my hope for having a good family, the good spirit was then ruined inside my heart. It was swept away just like dusts and sand. I felt the pressure and how losing a mum felt like. It was terrible and awful, it was never once a happy thing. Looking at how my mum treated me gave me somewhat the courage the give up my past times. My wonderful imagination of having a joyful family was all smashed into pieces or broken glasses. I thought for myself, “I will rise and achieve success.”. So, for the very first time, I stood up for myself, with the knowledge and spirit gathered to succeed for so long.

I came out of the corner and started to walk around the main road and got delighted by a smell that was coming out of no where. My tummy started to groan and I got hungry. The road was filled with people covered with furry jackets. The day was quite dark and the street lights were on while the shops are almost closed. The night bar was one main attraction to most people, since it has warm beer that could keep the temperature in our body at a good level. Many were walking in and out everywhere, out the side streets and into the bars and the shops. Some eventually walked away. I was walking as if I am an abandoned child, the people looked at me with full of sympathy in their eyes. Soon, I saw a passerby walking near me, I approached him and asked for his help, but he ignored me and left. I started to think that the world was getting more cruel. I continued walking along the road trying to search for food as I was desperate for food. As I was walking, the snow blew harder and stronger. It was getting colder and my legs started to freeze as I was not wearing any shoes. All that is left was a jacket and a pair of long torn pants. I saw a garbage can nearby and decided to get some food from it. I felt very unpleasant and disgusted when I had to search a garbage can for food. It was the only way I could find temporary supply to survive because I had neither money nor cheque. I started to search for food inside the can and eventually found a piece of chicken. Suddenly, a beggar came and snatched my chicken. I started to quarrel with him, I became insane and started to hit the beggar with a tin found inside the can. I smashed his head so hard with a tin till his head was bleeding, he ran away by then. He dropped the chicken that I found a while ago on the floor. I had no other choice but to eat it, I picked it up and ate it. It was delicious and I felt delighted since I didn’t have anything else to eat. While I was eating, the people who saw me eating laughed and calling me a poor abandoned child. I couldn’t be bothered because I was desperate and there was no second chance. I was in need of a job to get some money so I could continue living. I finished munching my chicken and threw the bone into the bin. Moments later, I saw a paper sticking on the notice board of the bar I saw moments ago. I went near the notice board and saw the paper writing “Looking for workers” I started to get excited and rushed towards the front door of the bar. I opened the door of the bar and saw a lot of people sitting down and having a glass of beer, some were relaxing and some were talking with their friends, some even fooled around by pouring beer on each other’s head. I started to feel jealous and rushed to the front of the recipient’s desk. I banged my hands on the desk and yelled at the recipient saying “Where is your boss?”. The bang made a loud noise and everyone looked at me. I started to tell myself “Ignore the situation..”. She was shocked as the crowd was and started approaching me with a small grin on her face. I started to think that she wanted to talk nicely, I imagined, “Wow, she’s going to tell me something good”. Surprisingly, she came near me and pulled my jacket. She dragged me to the boss’s room and whispered saying, “Don’t ever play with the boss, he will make you sad.” with a wicked voice and a soft sound. It proved that she was cruel enough, things started to get worse.

The boss started questioning me asking, “Yes?”. “Si..r…, I want to do what you were advertising on the notice board in front of the bar, being a worker.” I said nervously. He replied in a louder tone saying, “Do you have the guts to do it?”. I replied, “Yes, sir.”. He then agreed to let me be a worker. He told me that I could start work now, so I started to get to work. I left his room and walked towards the changing room where staff changed their uniform. As I was walking to the changing room, I saw some workers running out to the back of the bar through the back door. I approached one of them and questioned him with a loud tone, “Why are you running away from work?”. His face expression was a little weird as if someone was murdered. It became a mystery and made me want to know more about it. He then punched me in the face and ran away with some other workers. There were a lot of workers inside the bar serving the people because the bar was big enough to fill in more than 200 people. I went in the changing room and started to change, and I saw another worker changing with me. I asked him, “What is up with those workers?”, He never replied and turned away. I started to get more curious. As soon as I finished changing, I came out of the changing room and took a piece of cloth and soaked it with water. I took the piece of cloth out to the bar with me and went to check on unclean tables. Just when I was walking, I started to think about the weird incident that occurred earlier that made me so curious. I walked around without realizing what was happening, I accidentally banged into a waiter and the large glass of beer then fell from the waiter’s hand splashed on the customer. The glass fell down and smashed on the floor, it broke and became pieces of glasses. It was then I realized I wasn’t focusing. I apologized to the customer, because he got angry and scolded the both of us. I wiped the table with the cloth on my hand and said sorry to the customer. The waiter got angry and I could tell by the way he showed me his grumpy, angry face, and dragged me to the boss’s room. He complained to the boss about what happened and gave the boss a wrong idea of the type of worker I was. I felt humiliated while the boss scolded me. He shouted, “Can’t you even do your job well?”. My head looked down and was too afraid to look into the boss’s eyes. He started to get pissed and said softly “I should not bring in these kind of new workers next time, it’s such a disgrace to the bar.”. He fired me, and I started to think “That’s the end.”. I then left the room full of disappointments, I felt it was pointless after all. I went back to the changing room and changed. Just when I finished changing, I left the room and saw a few more worker running towards the exit of the bar. I tried following one of them and eventually succeeded. They ran so fast, I almost failed to keep up.

As soon as I arrived, I saw a bunch of workers and staff gathering at the back of the bar. It was a lonely road, but the workers and waiters gathered as if they were about to fight someone. I sat back behind a barrel and watched what they were doing. Apparently, the workers were blocking because there was about 20 of them. Suddenly, I saw a woman inside the crowd and was struggling to escape from some sort of force. It was a very cold night as the snow never stopped, I couldn’t see everything properly. Then the staff started to rage forward with their fists as if they were going to beat up someone. Soon I saw 5 gangsters in black shirts, with furry coats walking near to the staff. I stood up to see what exactly was happening, I saw the 5 approaching gangsters holding up their fist and prepared to fight. The situation turned intense, and I started to feel nervous. I saw a gangster that was holding a knife near with a woman he was holding. It was as if he was ready to kill the woman. The woman shouted for help as the staff approaches the gangster. I was thinking, “No good, he is threatening the woman.”. When I saw the woman, I felt familiar with that face and voice. I started to flashback and suddenly found something, “My mum!!”. I shouted, “Mum!! No..!!”. The staff stopped moving as they saw me coming through. I ran towards the crowd as the 5 gangsters came faster and was about hit me. I had the urge to hit the gangster that was holding my mum. As I was about to hit the gangster, I jumped to build up my speed as I approached the gangster. I grabbed my mum and held her hard in my chest, and I fell to the ground. My back hurt so much that I couldn’t get up and the gangsters stomped me so hard that I almost went unconscious, but I made sure I was still holding my mum so she would not get hurt. My mum managed to escape and the few gangsters were handled by the staff. They were outnumbered and was unable to fight against the big crowd. They gave up and surrendered, the 6 gangsters were brought to the police station and I started to faint. The cold snow sure made me weak. My vision was blur and I blacked out, when I woke up I found myself lying down on the bed in the hospital with mum sitting by my side, I asked her what happened, mum then told me what she did and told me that she was sorry for what happened. I started to cry when she told me what happened. It wasn’t her fault leaving me, she did that because there were gangsters wanting money from her or not they want my life instead. She did that for saving my life because she did not have the money to pay the gangster and did not want me to die. I regretted hating her for throwing me on the street corner. I cried and went into mum’s lap. Now, I realized how great mum could be. All of a sudden, I thought of something and I asked mum, “Why can’t dad pay the money?”. She answered, “Your dad is dead..”. I thought in my mind in a shouting voice with echo “What..? what..?....”

Apparently, I fell asleep and was dreaming on my desk. I almost fell down through the chair. Thinking that story was quite a true one, but it was just a dream. I looked out the window and saw the sun coming out.

To be continued…

KangHo writes a story about mum.

Jool's story

Chapter 1: A blessing from God.

It was a cloudy day, at a very dull morning. I woke up from a sweet deep sleep and felt the weather was in fact pretty cooling. I started to open my mouth as wide as a hippo and yawned so loud till the birds that were standing outside the window singing flew away. It was quite refreshing to have such a morning but unfortunately, it was really dull because it was about to rain. Things started to go a little out of control and the clouds started to fight and clashed. Soon, I saw a few drops of water droplets falling down from the cloudy sky and I began to sit at my chair and think about what I should do with my spare time. It was a Sunday, but it was raining which brings no meaning of fun. My mind started to flashback that I once read a book that said, "No Sun, No Fun.". The rain started to fall and going from heavy to heavier, and mum started shouting and yelling from downstairs telling me to keep the clothes away from the rain. It was from then I started realizing that I didn’t have a reason to sit at my chair and day dream about something. Few minutes later, I stood up and pushed my rusty chair aside. I walked towards the door of my room that was closed and the door opened and smashed into my face. My mind turned blank and I fell down on the floor with pain. My emotion started to change and when I opened my eyes and saw what happened, I saw my mother in front of me. Her hardworking hands seemed rough, her hands started to approach me and I started to imagine. My imagination told me “Heaven is near to me.”. But, something contrasting happened eventually, my mum’s hands started to approach me and grabbed on my shirt. She held my shirt so hard, until I couldn’t even escape. I started to think, “Ahhh, mum is going to hit me.”. Surprisingly, she told me to get up and she wanted to give me something. The rain continued and never stopped, water splashing around with the wind blowing strongly towards the plants which made them shake. The cars were busy heading to their destination while there were some that went into the shopping mall that is just 5 blocks away from my house just to avoid the bloody rain. Mum gave me a wrapped box by placing it on my desk and told me to deliver it to the nearby neighbour, she told me to be careful incase I would get wet. But before I even started to go one step out my house, mum told me to collect the clothes with a basket and put it inside the house. Later on, I stood up and mum left, I saw the wrapped box was still on the desk where mum placed it. I moved forward and I was getting curious about what is inside the piece of wrapped cloth. It was wrapped tightly, it seemed impossible to remove the knot of the tied part. I started to guess what was inside the box, my first step was shaking it. I heard a sound hitting around the box , it was as if a little object that could mean something big. That situation surely made me become someone who will die for unlocking the secret inside that box. Mum started to yell as the rain continued, I quickly went downstairs and kept the clothes in.

After finishing the clothes, I went to take a bath. I opened the door and began to turn on the heater. I locked the door and took off my shirt, and I started to take my bath under the pleasant warm shower. The cool weather sure made me cold enough to freeze my brain. I started to think, “Should I open the box?”. I showered my whole body and took soap to clean myself. While I was still taking the shower, I was still wondering “What should I do to open the box?”, “Would it be a diamond inside?”. Soon, I finished my bath and started to wipe my body with the towel beside my basin. I wore my clothes and went out the bathroom, I went back into my room and approached the wrapped box. I had no idea what was inside the box. I went to the room next to mine and took out a hammer, I was thinking of hammering it. I went back into my room and took the hammer out, I held my hands high and was about to smash the wrapped box. Just when I was about to smash the box, my hand was seized by someone. I turned around and saw my mum with an angry expression. I started to think “Oh my gosh, mum is angry, I’m dead…”, mum started to question me and she asked, “What are you trying to do with the hammer, my child?”. I replied, “Uh.. nothing much.” She then yelled at me like a loud speaker, shouting and said, “Deliver the box now!”. I had no other ways but to follow, my mum is too much of a hot-tempered person, no one can control her or tell her what to do. Me and dad will always follow her ways without questioning, I stood still in shock. Mum sure frightened me, she left the room and banged the door loudly.

The rain still wasn’t stopping but the weather was getting better, people started to walk outside the road holding umbrellas and some dads were bringing their children to the amusement park near by. The rain became weaker and weaker, so I decided to take the wrapped box to deliver to the neighbour nearby. I placed my hammer on the table and started to hold the wrapped box. I could shake it like I was shaking ice inside a milk shake.

Soon, I went downstairs and put my shoes on. I started to open the door and brought an umbrella to assist me. I opened the umbrella and stepped out my house, I saw an empty street without anyone walking by. I walked near the neighbour’s house and rang the bell in front of her house. It sounded weird, as if the bell was spoiled. My neighbour came out with an umbrella and asked me “Yes?”, I told her that mum wanted me to deliver that wrapped box to her. She said, “Why yes, how kind of you to deliver this box to me, thank you very much.”. I told her my curiosity about the box and she started to tell me more about it. The rain soon stopped and the kids from next door and the opposite came out to play. 10 minutes later, she finished telling me what the box was about. I felt like I was very dumb because what that was contained inside that wrapped box was just little pieces of broken glass. Our neighbour wanted it for recycling purpose to get some money for buying a new blanket. Her old blanket was scratched and destroyed by her cat called “Presia”. I felt better after listening to what she said. I returned home and placed the umbrella back to where it was. I opened the door of mum’s room and saw her sleeping on the bed. I started to smile and think that mum is such a good person, although mum is a hot-tempered person, but she’s still so thoughtful and understanding. I had the best feeling ever thinking that I have such a good mum. It was a blessing from God for giving me a thoughtful mum. I will start to appreciate her from now on. I went back to my room and sat on the chair and fell asleep, into a deep sleep.

To be continued…

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guess what, you say "Oh My Gosh, a BOY who can cook?!"
meh it's not impossible nowadays, I manage to make a good spagethi today. It's a good news, and I got a screen shot of it. Well, it's not very rare that a man can cook, everyone must learn how to cook without bothering about gender. Either you're a female or a male, you MUST know how, cuz, it's a basic of life, I'll cook it for my gf next time when I ever get one :D.Plus, most girls in the modern days(now) don't know how to cook, and that's humiliating, it's not because of standard or whatever, if you're a girl and you say you don't need to know how to cook, then go in front of a mirror and say "I'm a retard, I can't cook, I'll die of hunger and noone will save me."I'll post it later. It's nice, it's sweet, it's yummy, and it's delicious =3. ;)
Mediocrity knows nothing higher than itself, but talent instantly recognizes genius.

Oh my gosh...

Guess what, I felt not very alergic to most things.. D:. It's a hard time for me. I meant "not very alergic" which means I'm starting to lose interest in most things I ever loved and crazed about. It's sad :*(. Well hopefully it will recover, someone needs to cheer me up D;. In the mean time, I started to love a new game I've been wanting to play the whole time, so called 9dragons. I love that game, I've been playing it lately.. well still playing it but :/, I usually don't like playing games but I only love some games, cuz I love doing graphics, now playing a game cuz I have a life too >:) :P anyways, just had a hair-cut today, preparation for school. .__., school again :|, well I'll continue more about things later on... Bad things happening.. gotta solve it, story continues next time >;) be sure to check back frequently.
Regards,
KangHo.

Well it's the beginnning.

Well duh, I created a blog, no big deal. Bare with it and I'll give you a good result.
Some little news happening around me. I'll post it here, well I started this blog for several reasons. First, I thought I have to. Second, I was inspired, by who? It's not you to know. Third, for some $_$ reasons just kidding, just some reasons you don't really have to know. I'll inform you guys more about this later on. Be sure to bookmark me or I'll dig your organs and hang it on a tree. (just kidding). I'm more of a writer, probably some stories will come in and you'll be shocked :O. Well I'll stop talking for now, will keep you up-to-date so don't worry about it.