Too young too handle.

Assalamualaikum and Hello there,people.

How are you?
Alhamdulillah, my mom and my grandma already departed to Mecca yesterday safely. So, I just enjoyed myself at home now.

Actually, this is a bad day. I don't know. I just feel it.

I went to send my mom off to the KLIA, a place where I dream to go everyday. I seldom went there as I'm not so typical kid who loved to sent people and said goodbye. But, because of my mother I went there, yesterday.

It's pay off. I met them who I used to know before. Luckily, they still knew me. They knew who I am. And those flashbacks keep playing in my head. They're all grown up. They're all more beautiful and handsome than before. 

But I can't denied myself. I missed those great moments.

As my mom wasn't around, I need to manage myself. Being independent. Eat on my own way, sleep as I please, go where I wanna go without anyone asking. Hell yeah, it's fun!

But hey, when I asked myself did I enjoyed living like this, wanna know what my heart answered?

No, I'm not happy.

Lately, I don't know why I keep thinking negatives things. The things I afraid the most sometime would be the shadow what I've been through right now. 

Something's like paranoid. Yeah, I think I was being too paranoid lately.

But I need to trust myself. I can live alone, I can be independent. Without anyone, I can stand on my own legs. I can.

I just need to believe that I can.

So mom, come back quickly. The house seems so empty. I hate to live in my solitude life. 

So please, just come back safely.

Have a blast, 
Anne :)