That year is my primary 6 mid-year exam, the very first day, an unforgettable date in my life. I hear my mum cry and keep calling my dad name, in early 5am, which that day supposed to be my dad off day and he will sleep till 6am, why she waking him up? My mum normally doesn’t wake up as early as she doesn’t work so early?
When i wake up and i saw his body purplish, his mouth was open and he seem in pain but there is no sound from him, as normally he is a light sleeper and my mum can wake the whole family up but cannot wake my dad up. I was in a daze... i can't forget. I can't forget the atmosphere, the sadness around the house, the sadness at the dead, the place where only sadness.
