Punch Me

I'm hungry.

Super duper crazy hungry.

I cooked for myself.

A spaghetti.

I took a pot from the cabinet.

A new one.

Shiny, expensive maybe.

Nah..I don't think so.

Well, kinda good pot.

The spaghetti well cooked, quickly.

I lift the lid.

Prang!!

Shoot! it slipped off from my hand.

Broken glasses spread on the floor.

Dup dap, dup dap.

My hearts rate increasing.

My bloods flow also.

Yeah, my mom went super duper angry.

Thats one of her beloved pot.

No one are allowed to touch that.

A gift from her beloved friend.

Her bestfriend during she studying in UKM.

Ohh no wonder why she so upset.

I wanted to replace for a new one

"its meaningless"

she said.

Ughh.. Guilt wrap over me.

  But I could do nothing..

damn..I hate myself

out