SinCe tHe dAy..hW dO i sMiLe whEn mY rEaL happiNeSs hAs gOnE...

Sunday, January 09, 2011

12:55 PM Y

Learn to cherish, before it's late

♥ You'll never know the real me.

I am filling in tears nw,after reading the story of my dad tat my sis hav written in a website http://www.writing.com/main/view_item/item_id/1738826-Dad-Part-1 ,tis link is the part1 and i hav read part2 juz few mins ago,and every single sentences remind me every single details happened "tat day",lik it was juz ytd..i onli noe tat we can appear to be so fine infront of everybody's is nt becos of the time hav flies,the things hav passed so long,feeling hav faded or watever shit,bt..is becos,we hav nv dare to really go and tink abt dad is really gone,and for tis life,we will nv get to see him anymore.If today,we sit tgt and tink abt it..i believe,the pain will lik a tornado,and our tears will lik water tap,the feeling lik 2 yrs ago remain the same,thr's one day in the car,sis was working..so thr was onli mum,bro,me and 2 kids mum taking care of in the car,we talk abt something and suddenly talk abt dad..thr is one time,dad was very sick,in the morning,he drive us using his cab to pioneer mall to hav breakfast,then he went to see doctor over thr,after everything..on the way home,thr was a road which u-turn need to let the car go straight to passby first,bt dad actually u-turn without letting the car go straight to passby,and very coincidence tat thr was a police car behind,so the police car stopped my dad car,and i can see dad was very scare,he scare nt becos of the police,bt..he scare if the police take away his license,he cannot earn money to take care of us anymore,and i rmb the police was very fierce,we beg him so long and he finally giv us a chance,i felt very heartpain tinking abt tis,u noe wat..my dad was sick,he is really really sick,u(the police) ask my dad sick then dun drive car bt wat do u noe?My bro NS,sis and me was studying,my dad is the onli person earning money in tis home,wat shit do u noe?My dad might be wrong,bt..no matter wat,he is an adult,why do u talk to him in the way lik scolding him,he is really sick,really really sick,u dunno hw much it pain us,his sickness..hav nv recover,nv at all...till the day he passed away,i hope he is fine nw in another world,i feel myself so unfilial at times,i dunno the reason,i juz feel so.Dad...we miss u so much,so so much.