It was near of middle 2010. I was going home that weekend. I came home at about 7 pm and I found my bedroom was neat and smell good to sleep in (as always my mom keep it clean and tidy eventhough I am not at home). Then my eyes caught a package of something which was like a brand new bag. Thought that was my mom's, but when I opened it suddenly I saw a bag which I want last time I went out with my mother. I remember when I begged for that bag, my mother said that she wouldn't buy it for me because I hadn't need a new bag yet (as usual). So I didn't expect too much before.
That was one of a sweet small things my mom had done for me. My treasure memories.
Do you know Mom? That bag now is kind of shabby because I use it almost in every moment. But I will keep it accompany me till death do us part, hehe
Oh I wish heaven had a phone so I could hear your voice again.
That was one of a sweet small things my mom had done for me. My treasure memories.
Do you know Mom? That bag now is kind of shabby because I use it almost in every moment. But I will keep it accompany me till death do us part, hehe
Oh I wish heaven had a phone so I could hear your voice again.
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