We were going to viva to close our shop, you were so eager and got overly excited, as we were walking out from the lift, you just took off and ran and ran, mama chased after you and you thought she was playing with you and you scream and ran even faster towards the road, she caught up with you just at the road shoulder and gave you a whack on your bum, I guess the whack wasnt really hurting, but it hurts your feeling even more. You were holding back your tears until I came to you and scolded you loudly, I think this hurts your feeling so much that you just stood at the middle of the bike parking crying on top of your lungs.
Today just wasnt your day, somehow you were in a very bad mood and giving us such a hard time. You got beating again at viva when you ran to our neighbours shop and started fiddling with their things, I hit you on the hand and you cried a little, and again you got another whacking when I've just finish displaying all our watches and you just have to messed everything up, then you got quite a hard beating, you cried so loud that everyone came to your rescue.
What you didnt know is it actually hurts me so much more than you did when I hit you, my heart really shattered when I see you're in pain. The feeling is like someone squeezing my heart that its difficult to breath, but i need to stay strong because I want you to learn.
Do you know lately you've learn to feel hurt on the inside, you would move to aside and cry softly, I would try to make you laugh but nothing much works. I would say papa take you viva play slide and you would just say "poo yau", then you'll say "poo yau papa". I feel so bad for making you angry.
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