i was talking to my friend the other day 'coz i wanted to pass him something back at home...
so he offered to come to my house and collect stuff...
then i asked him, "u still remember my place?"
this is what he replied, "the top of XX garden. who can forget?"
haha... yea... the top of the garden... no need directions also know how to find... haha
my home, was built by my daddy's hands.. even before i was born at that time...
my daddy bought this piece of land, next to a rubber tree area, next to a small hill, and build it with bricks and wood...
my home, a windy place...winds will blow and the sound is quite scary at times, like those in the children's story when it was raining and the trees are swaying hard...
my home, a wild place... u occasionally see wild animals over at my place... wild boar, wild chickens, eagle, snake, squirrel, monkeys, and even tapir too!
ahh... thinking of home... just makes u wanna go back... i really miss home... and i really miss my parents... they provide me with shelter, food and water... sigh... just miss them so much... always praying hard that they are in good shape...
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