I used to see her when I was younger. Everytime I saw her, I got a little scared. At that time, I didn't know why she behaved like that and I didn't know what that place was. I didn't know. 2 days ago, she passed away. "Mona, Mona.. Mona dah meninggal." Just a few weeks ago, I was thinking about her and wondering how she is. When I learnt who Mona was, I was shocked. I wished I had visited her before she left. Even tho I dunno who she is really, I knew somehow she's relative. And I've always wanted to go to Woodbridge to find her but I never did. And then, I learnt 2 days ago that she is my great-grandmother's sister.

I miss her.

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In a few days, my life will take on a new journey. I hope I can cope. Somehow I wish work will resume to its normal shift. Decisions, decisions, decisions. Hope it's all worthwhile.



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