Sunday, July 6, 2008

that somebody

Title: that somebody

As soon as i opened the door, that somebody held onto me tight. Well, it was not that type of love, the usual one between a boy and a girl. But the kind that was of siblings'. I was taken aback and uttered sounds of no. But i felt wrong doing so, once i recalled it. Then, i was asked to take photo with that somebody.

"Can you bring out your handphone? i want to take photo with you. (Then you want me to print for you?) Ya, i can have your photo."

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