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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Saturday, July 25
granny who sells 'keropok',  I am still alive! You have no idea what I've been through for the past two weeks, *SIGH*. Hmm, as you can see, that's me & Suaidah above C: I met her at FSC. After a few hours, Lyn came to slacked with us somewhere around Fajar. Our 'hot topic' is referring to the 'Granny who sells crackers'. Some says she's mysterious, some says she's dead, some says she's awkward, some said she's crazy & so on & so fourth. In the middle of the conversation, an uncle came and approached us, we asked him whether he recognise the 'Granny' and he confessed that she was his auntie. My heart miss a beat, 'like duh'. He said that it was his auntie who does all that and she passed away a long time ago and now is her spirits who have been wandering around, I don't really believe in ghost. Like, it's just a hallucinations? People says when she does her selling, she carries a banshee along. So beware yeah, don't open your door whenever you see the person I which I've descripted, it might be her. It's up to you whether to believe it or not, well, for me, I don't really. |
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But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay |
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