Fond Memories :')
During my primary years, (Darjah 1 kalau tak silap), I was constantly being victimized by bullies. They don’t like me because I’m poor. I know it’s stupid but children back in the old days are kind of stupid too in a way. There’s this girl, name Kay, really hates me. She really despised me and always on constant routine of tormenting my life at school. There’s also one time, she dragged me towards her sister, while her sister seated on a wooden chair while her left and right shoulder is her friend standing, acted like her bodyguard, and angrily asking me kenapa kacau adik dia. I have never done a thing to her!! None! Nil! Zit!!! One day during recess period, I was waiting my turn to buy snacks at the canteen while everybody was pushing each other to go through up front. Essentially, while waiting (while others beside me were pushing like hell) I felt a sharp pulled of my tudung behind my back by someone. Aku toleh belakang. I don’t even turned all the way but slig