The old pictures.
When I was a kid, mom would put us to bed by 10 pm. She would hum us a sound like a melody or something. At that time, I didn’t feel anything. I thought that the sound was so eerie. Then, years after that, when my mom hums that to my youngest sister, I think it is very soothing. I tried to demonstrate that sound to Twelve but nothing came out of my mouth.
When I was a kid, I enjoy brushing my teeth. If we refused to brush our teeth at night or we ate candies before we go to bed, mom would tell us to put that away. She said that if we still refuse, then there will be a lot of ants visit you at night and carry you to the sea. My brother said the sea is so far away from home (which was true at that time) and mom rephrased the sea with ‘that big huge drain by the end of the road’. My brother was a coward. He fell for that. Okay, I did too.
When I was a kid, dad was often out of town. One day, he went to Paris (I think) and there was only me, my brother and mom at home. I remember there was storm outside and it was raining badly that the sliding door shook roughly. Mom does not like thunders so she cancelled her plan to cook us lunch. She managed to fry the fish before the storm occurred. We ate the fish and rice with kicap and butter. Until today, that is my favorite dish of all time.
When I was a kid, I was really close to my brother. We are our own best friends and worst enemies. There was this one night when my mom was working upstairs with the computer and me, my brother and my sister watch the television downstairs. My sister was still a baby so I think she was asleep at that time. Suddenly, I had the urge to poop. It was an emergency so I had to run upstairs (because the toilet downstairs was locked) and asked my brother to keep an eye for my sister. He, like I said, was a cowards so he ran upstairs after I was in the bathroom, pooping. Then I heard my sister cried. Mom was panicked. She got angry at both of us (and I just wanted to poop!). When we ran downstairs, my sister was lying on her back with her right hand underneath her body. Until today, my brother and I agreed that that was the event which made my sister is left-handed person today.
True story.
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