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bunian

LECTURES 415
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Chapitres 1
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LECTURES 415
Votes 10
Chapitres 1
Durée <5 mins

pada 19 oktober 2015,aku mendapat berita sedih daripada ibu dan ayah ku bahawa kami akan berpindah..HA PINDAH"KATE AKU DAN KAKAK KU"pade ketika itu aq sangat sedih tentang berita itu..Selang beberape hari kami sekeluarga berpindah..kami berpindah dia kawasan yg sangat terperincil...ianya sebuah villa yg kelihatan usang sekali..aq bertanya kps papa...pa kenape rumah ni buruk sangat pa..syam x suka la..(btw syam ni seorang perempuan)..ok sambung balik kpd cerite kite..n then papa diei pon kate.."ala x le nnti kite bersihkan la same same okk"..emmmr k la pa...selepas selesai kemas aq pon terlalu penat lalu aq tidur...semenjak aq duduk kat situ..setiap kali aq tidur mesti aq akan bermimpi buruk..n aq slalu dikacau sesuatu..tpi aq ni jenis yg kuat iman n aq ialah seorang yg boleh melihat bende melalui mata kasar..ari tu ketika waktu malam pada pukul12 malam aq tidak boleh tidur aq x tahu kenape aq merasakan ade sesuatu di luar tingkap..aq pon menjenguk dan aq heran aq ternamapak seorangTous Droits Réservés

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