I lost my bracelet last week. One of my favourites. It’s so colourful I can just match it with any cloths. Green, orange, red, pink… and the list goes on. Guess I owned it for like 2-3 years now. I was so stoned when I was on the cab and found out it went missing. I search everywhere in the cab and my bag. Sigh.
I decided to look for it when I get home. I look all over for my bracelet. I find the places that I walk pass in the morning. I can’t find it. I just can’t find it. It’s probably wasn’t meant for me.
*Knock* *knock*… yawnz…. “Girl… why did you left your bracelet outside the house?” I was super happy. I guess the aunty who sweeps the floor outside must have found it on the floor and hang it on the window. Silly me… just busy looking on the floor. Yeap yeap… WHat’s mine will always be mine. No one can take it away from me. Hehe….. thank u! I also say ler… God must have spent a little more time on me *winks*