i remember how we called our class as home.
we slept together, play and bickering, do stuff, even cleaning. we share story, we came home when we tired, we brought friends to tell them how sweet our home was.
i'll miss that.
get a friend, they said. those will help u up when u're down.
mine not. they was goin up and down with me, share the cry and laugh together. we ride the roller coaster of life.