Thursday, September 20, 2007
欲哭无泪的我站在病床边凝视着表弟，心里担心他会做对的选择吗？当他在沉睡的时候，他听到我的声音吗？他记得我和他说的话吗？表妹说，她曾听哥哥提起我们俩小时候一起玩的故事。原来，记忆是那么重要的。记忆库的主人有愈多的记忆，就有愈多的生命财富。而记忆的扮演者有着不可忽视的角色，主人的财富有多少，全靠他的贡献。我，能成为表弟的记忆库做出一点贡献，深感荣幸。当死成为一种解脱，生命还有意义吗？…………
天使的脸孔后面隐藏着可怕的居心，让人心有余悸，只能无奈地长叹。希望身边的人都会为保护自己而发亮眼睛吧！但是千万不要因为她的影响而遗失自己当初的信念！不要只保护自己，也要捍卫自己的信念！
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so this is how death looks like, pale and solemn. this is the second time im facing it. i cannot comprehend how it actually feels like to stop breathing, i remembered it felt horrible when bro and i played the "stop-breathing" game when we were kids and the one who burst out laughing
first was the loser.
i hope he had an easier time when he decided to give up his last breath.
im sourcing for some kind of hope and joy in the midst of the frenzy im in, hope is coming in the form of a spa trip to batam which deserves contemplation and joy is working hard to come back to me.
you go girl!~~
Sunshine ; Thursday, September 20, 2007
