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The Heroes That Soon Will Gone When the Time Has Come Edited

  • Date Submitted: 08/15/2014 02:17 AM
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My childhood story on flood
That was the last time I ever wanted to do... Long ago in a neighborhood named as TAMAN BERINGIN KOTA MARUDU, there was dark brown water. Full of the fragrance of unpleasant smells and dunk. With dirty and craps. All of the people this entire homeland and also the neighborhood TAMAN BERINGIN, responded with yuck, yuck, yuck. But, long onwards, they were no longer said yuck, but... they say Oh my god... please save us the sinners and we will prepare feast if you do so. I supposed the God has heard their pleas. So, that’s why there was a change in TAMAN BERINGIN. The flood became much worse.

And there is a boy that is still holding a lollipop, short and chubby, with almond shaped eyes, with a blue thick jacket. Wandering around the village walking without direction across ditch and ditch or what the villagers called as ‘kalbut’ or ‘parit najis’. He wandered full of talent of nothing or simply means stupid. Early in the morning, he has been scolded by his own father because of misunderstanding. There has been a warning from his lovely mother on not to be angry as his father was busy to prepare the stuff that can be saved before the great floods occurrence. He did not listen; he tricked her mother so he can go out playing for protests and also the sign of complaints.   This boy is genius. He is genius of doing stupid things or simply means geniusly stupid. He wanders in the floods! The flood’s water leveled like this (until his knees), flowing fast and swift. For just a few ticks, the boy no longer to be found walking, he was gone without sign, leaving only the sound like fish “blob,blob,blob”.   He felled on the deep canal of dirty and craps or what the villager called as ‘kalbut’ or “parit najis” “blob blob blob blob”. If the canal can talk, he will talk like this, “I don’t want to make you die here boy, and I can accept dirty, dunks and poops here but not you. You are much worse than dunks and poops. You have brain but you still...

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