My grandfather was admitted to Tan Tock Seng on the 30th of April 2000. He was admitted to ward 8D, bed 131. At first I really thought he was dying-he didn't even open his eyes. I was really scared. I really think he suffered a lot-really damn lot. I think he would rather die than suffer. If he dies, I want him to go to heaven and will always remember me as I will always remember him. I relly love him a lot. He sacrifised a lot for me. He spent a lot of money just to buy me things (3 rabbits, 2 rare turtles and many more small fish). There's nothing more for me to do except for praying to Allah for him. Bye Atuk. Love You!!
'You have no power over me': Retail employee dupes a 'time-thief' manager
operating according to a watch set 10 minutes ahead
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Time may be a construct, but it's the same for everybody. We're all bound
by the 60 minutes every hour and the 24 hours in a day–and when you're paid
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