How it all began... Part 2

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Okay...so...i started to live in Norway when i was 3.So i had to learn their language too. But now i completely forgotten it.But i do know 'i' is jeg,'school' is schule (i don't know how to spell it) and i do know 'and' is og...yeah thats all the words i remember...

When i started to be in primary school i was 7 years old. I remebered that the teachers gave the students a book of alphabets that we need to memorize and fill in the line....

I also remembered that my school was actually near my house so everyday i walk to school with my sister...only my house was on a hill so...yeah...but it was fun....and it snows there everyday!!

I think thats also the best part when i was there cuz in my country there is only the sun,the rain and...boring....but mostly i had to walk everywhere i go cuz my house back then was close to everything...the school,the market,the mall...you name it!!

I could even walk to my friends house!! I miss them...You know other than walking i rather prefer cycling...i don't know why my parents didn't bought a car back then but now they do...but it was still fun...i enjoyed it being there.

Okay...so...after 4 or 5 years there we had to come back to our home country...so that my grandparents can visit easily...and my mom already finished her study...so she can work as a lecturer!!

I don't remember when we came back to our home country but i do remember celebrating my birthday before we came back to our country,Malaysia.

Then before leaving our house,my mom went to the court. I was 7 back then and i didn't know what court was...but my mom said it will take just a second then when we came back to our house, i saw my dad packing his stuff...i thought that we all will be leaving that day...but it was just my dad.

I was a bit surprised but then again before he left, he said to all 4 of his daughters " Everything will be just fine,okay.Take care of your mother and be nice don't fight each other." Then he left the door. I have never seen him again until now...

After we came to my country, i finally knew why we came to the court,why my dad said that and why we had to live with our mom...it's because their...DIVORCED...i was a bit confused but i'm matured now so i try to understand and be a good girl to my mom....but now my dad still see us from time to time.

I think thats enough about that now...stay tuned. I just want to say to every child or parent...whatever...just try to understand each circumstances you are in either its hard or easy...be supportive to your family and don't ever regret your choices your making. Thank you for reading!!(shed some tears)

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