Listen to my Stories...
Sunday, March 29, 2009 ♥ 10:19 PM
Villian
n i thot my nightmare was over...
its just the beginin...
it feels like death reignin over me...
confused...once more...
dad left us...a couple of weeks ago...
we were ready...
ready for new life...
new home without troubles...
but our readinss were for naught...
hes back...
sendin shivers down my spine as i type...
that dark stranger wants money...
intendin to sell my cosy home...
he will b back...soon...
i fear mum and sis be his punchin bag...
i am really at a lost...
my life damn dramatic...
much better than some lame Singapore films...
definitely an award winnin story...
unlike my friends life...
nice hardworkin dad...
and able to talk back without gettin slap...
when hes back...
mum wana divorce...asap...
and i am on mums side...
on the side of Justice...
the ally of the bullied...
he hasnt contribute to the family income for past 2 years...
hasnt came back and stayed for past 2 years...
yet now...
hes contributin to my fear...
i am at a lost...
in a dark dampy forest...
with the hungry werewolves...
ready to pound on me...
today was big aunt birthday...
was supposed to go Tamp Safra...
i missed it...
cos of me bein trapped in the forest...
dont wana brin them into this place...
spoilin thier mood...
and sis so wrong...
her emotion so full of errors...
she was in the mood for laughters...
enjoyin the korean dramas...
i was pissed with her...
her laughter isnt the type that could brighten up your day...
and this wasnt her 1st time...
its really disturbin...
especially in my unsound state of mind...
*i am not crazy,lol*
right now...
i am just like a piece of paper...
and dad tearin up the paper...
in halves...in halves...in halves again...
he never fail to try new stunts...
to stop him...
the only calm place i can think of...
for him will be jail...
and i wish/pray upon the dustin in your room...
i will brin him to Justice!
i will find evidence against his evil deeds...
Justice will prevail...eventually...
haha...
will i be a hero of Justice??
in my mums eye...
thanks mum...
for playin the role of mum n dad...
sorry mum...
couldnt do much to lessen yr burden...
i can only listen to your naggin...
if was asked to write a composition of dad...
the essay could easily score a distinction...
filled with my hatred and his unsightly misdeeds...
not forgettin my vocalnic anger against him...
the agony within me...
no1 knows...
Hero.of.Justice.in.My.World.
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