this is real, this is me.

Yesterday night was a horrible night for me and my siblings.The night that i dont want to remember ever again.The night whereby im scared to go home.The night where i cried as hard as i can.The night whereby every kid do not wish for it.That night was the night that the word was being mention.I was scared but i had to be strong for my little brother.There was shouting and screaming and even the sound of broken things.I just wish it would stop.Theres nothing i could do.Everything finally stop after the door was being slammed.

Here i am in kak reen house.
I didnt go home after school due to some reasons.
Woke up in the morning with a heavy heart.
I didnt want to go to school but..i have to.
I pretend nth had in front of my friends.
But i couldnt take it so i had to tell Afifah.
Yes,i cried.
But soon my tears ran out.
Im fine now i guess.
I thanked my friends for being there for me.
I walked home wif Afifah.
Walked till we reached her home.
Then im alone.
So again i cried when the image pass thru my head.
Luckily,there was no one.
I jus dunnoe who to go to.
The rest have their own problems too.
And i dun wan to add on it.

I dun have the mood to carry on.

I jus wonder why they just couldnt play along?

You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing

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Hazirah!
A girl whose life is filled with both joy and sorrow.Despite the ups and downs she had in her entire life,she knows that she will always have her bestfriends,cousins and family by her side forever.