For the past 6 years, all I ever wished for was to have a happy family. Just like the one I used to have when I was young. I would go back to a place filled with warmth and love. Where Mummy would cook, Daddy was helping Mummy and my sis and I would be playing. 4 of us would sit around the dining table and have a joyous dinner.
That is impossible now. But the 3 of us still could sit around for dinner. Sadly, it hardly happens anymore. I go back to an empty house. Filled with silence. When I spoke, I could hear echo at times. Which is why I don't feel like going back at times. But who is there to accompany me? Things changed when Scooby came along. I think Daddy brought him to me. To fill up the emptiness that was kiling me. Everybody could tell that I was cheerful once more. My life started to rotate around him. Everything that I did, I thought of him. He would listen to my problems and although he can't help, it just made me feel better. He became my best friend.
But now, I'm so attached to him. I can't imagine the day when I wake up and the first thing I see isn't him. I can't imagine him not being here for me. If he's gone, it's just the 4 walls and I once more. I don't want that to happen.
It's that curse again. Whenever exams are here, I blog very often.
Posted by ang3l-ham at 9:48 PM
