erm, i don't actually remember how old i am at that time, but all i remembered is that i'm in the playground, sitting in the swings, waiting for my friends to come. when the boy who live next door came over and sat at the swing next to me. he then started teaching me how to swing faster and higher. we really had a good time, our laughter echoing in the playground, until his friends came over and invited him to play basketball. he was years older than me. but i've never called him *kua even once. i wanna relive this day 'coz it's the only time wherein i could still talk to him like it's the most natural thing to do. because now, i can't even say hi to him even though we grew up in the same neighborhood surrounded by same friends. yes, he still live next door. sucks much, i know. some childhood friend. haha. :D
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