There was a time when i taught i was blessed with the best home, i just cuddled to the moment always gazing at it's sparkle, although i was turning and sweating in my sleep, it felt like my spirit got tired of the suspense of last night horror movie, so it continued from where i stopped, but it was a battle on a tome.

I carelessly carried the hot coal my father's home town handed me, i taught i was just brave and worth the experience that they choose me but it just the theme of a type of love.

Laughter, a very special visitor that stays for a while before it squeezes to thin air, a moment of joy snatched by sadness and torments.

The time moved so slow...