Who to trust.

After i read amani post. I realise i miss Arwah bibik a lot. The times at Jelapang, outing and many more. All the love that is going ard rather than hate. What happen really? The word 'hate' wasnt exist when you were still alive. The sleepover at your house with cousins. I still remember when the days left for you, you lie down on the sofa and i'm curiously/sadly/wondering why you were the one of all the people got that sickness? You were so young, so am i and your children. Why you have to go and why you. You died on the second/third say of raya.I still rmb those flashback, with that oxygen thing and where am i that night. You were the one of the nicest person. Bleah, there is so many why and what.
I wanna buy watch thats not loose eh! So loose so irritating. I want eat Yoghurt.