As i remember those broken wall, those shaky stair, those rusty roof, the muddy floor and most of all the sound of trucks and cars passing the highway that i could not sleep every night, the loud horn of the cars that makes my ears hurt. I could still remember eating a rotten 'madang' fruit beside the house which really made my father get angry with me. I remember the water we drink from the hollow well. But theres one thing i really like to this place of ours, the peacefulness and very friendly people around you. :D
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