It takes more courage to suffer than to die

That was what I remember when I was making the decision. I chose to run than to die. Last night, I cried my heart out. Daddy comforted me while mummy was in my room talking on skype with her aunt. She did not come out until daddy was gone. She hung the clothes. I quickly went to bed. I planned to leave home and go somewhere faraway like Jurong or Woodlands. However, I overslept.

Then I remembered about the netball training and tournament. Shit. I needed to prepare for it. Training was at Kallang and tournament was at NUS. I needed money and transport from daddy. Therefore, stayed at home instead ):

Will continue later, for now, heading to Simei with Daddy .

sabira.