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Sichie Wirayoh
30th december 1989
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I was walking through ard raffles place. With drop of tears accompanying me along the way to the MRT station.I was wondering what have i done previously, till i was been been punish in a such way. The MRT has arrive, Every steps make me wonder on whats next. My hand and leg was shaking badly. And again, im trauma about it. He kept on blaming me for nothing. Vulgarities came from his mouth, tears drop again i feel like i'm a punching bag in here. With nowhere to turn to. My leg keep on shaking, coz it really scare me, and my hand got cut. It started to bleed. and i just keep it to myself, cover it with shirt. and suck my own blood. My eyes started to get blur, that emblazoned images that i was staring previously, turn out to be blurry. My body started to get cold. I couldn't stop crying for almost two hours. LEAVE ME ALONE, AND FOR GOD SAKE PLEASE DO NOT SLICE OFF MY FUCKING LIFE, LIKE U ALWAYS WISH!Enough for the past few years, u make me cried in the public without thinking of my surrounding. I used to hate my dad, because of you! I got bad result for my semester 3 because of you! I left alone in the darkness, bacuase of you! I cried without no one realised bacause of you! I've found the best people in my life, and leave me in peace. I'm very thankful to have ary around. thanx babe.