When I was 8 years old, my family and I were gathered with the rest of the family members at granny's house. Usually, that would be a normal thing for us all since Ramadhan starts. Then on the day itself, my mom needed our (bro Farid, bro Hazwan and me) help to send off some extra delicacies to our granny's neighbour.

After sending the food, bro Farid and bro Hazwan were playing around with the cats along the corridor. Leaving me at the back. Then they called out for me to be quick just for the sake of it. And suddenly they were playing a trick on me saying that the hantu kucing(which doesn't exist at all -.-) will come and get me if I am not quick. They ran as fast as poss and leaving me alone and they locked the main gate! I ran towards the gate and forcing the gate to be opened. But they keep on playing the prank on me and made me cry. And they laughed when they let me in. Their moms scolded them like hell and they didn't get to eat their desserts for iftar, and I managed to get theirs! hahahah!

Hence, from then onwards, I pledge myself not to be such a wimp to cry over small thingy. hahaha!! And I know, no matter how mean they can get, they still love me just like their own sister. hhehehe <3