The day before going back to KL, I don’t know that I was going back to KL. In the morning my mother told me that today we will be going back to KL.
I was so happy to go back to KL because I like my house and my toys. Going back to my kampung in Terengganu I missed my Kittty, my Lego blocks, my computer, my car toys and all my favourite things.
The morning we were going back to KL I lost my phone, “Phoney“.
We looked for it everywhere but could not find it. I was very, very, very sad but I did not cry. In the car, I was so sad that my tears came from my eyes. I love my phone very much.
The next day my father found my phone. I was very happy. But today I lost it again. But I am not sad because I know that it is in my Nokia bag in my house somewhere.
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