Just got off the phone with my grandma.. one of the people that lived with my dad before he passed away..
wait..
(NOTE: 1st November 2008 - Burn Incense)
okay.. so.. My mum insisted on me calling my grandma. I did so and heard her voice, her angry, sad, happy voice. The aching came back to me when I heard it. She kept asking me questions of which I could reveal the answer to.
I might be seeing her soon.. My mum is making me go down to Springvale which is 17 suburbs away and I truly don't want to. I'm really scared, what if they don't let me go and insist on me staying? I dont really want to stay.. My grandma also insisted on me seeing my dad one last time. He died of pills overdose. My dad's dead face.. Im scared.. what i its really scary? I don't like scary things. I quick glimpse should do.. I should visit my grandma more often. It would probably make her happier.
I hate life.
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Worrying off ur Dad's death. But that is nature. People have to die. Even U and me have to. If u worry so long about this, then u will have time short for worrying. U will definitely have someone or other leaving your surroundings and someone or other entering too.
The prudent fellow will accept the fact and quickly forget who have already passed and make a life with who are present.
There is nothing wrong to forget ur dad. Let those old grandmas do the recollection and be sad. U better enjoy the life.
but I feel as i im the reason for his death D:
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