Weather forecast says: Cyclone is going to hit the whole M'sia and there is no escape.. Everyone is forced to leave their beloved homeland.. Citizens have to be evacuated, M'sia has to be emptied..However, the citizens have no right to choose their preferred country as the Government will send them to the country assigned. Procedures have to be undertaken and requirements have to be met.. And so, we've got the result.. My parents and I are to be sent to China but my younger brother, are to be sent to Japan.. Solemn.. We have to, even though it is against our will.. The fact is we will be separated from our little boy, the only person that can call me SISTER on this earth..
The day we depart, there are so many people at the airport, my friends, my relatives, are all at the awaiting hall.. Cries can be heard, tears can be seen.. The view is so unbearable.. Some of the families face the same fate like we do.. They give their last hug as they will no longer feel the warmth in their embrace.. They spend the very last minute together as they will no longer see the face they used to have seen everyday.. They tell the words that might not be heard the next second.. We do, we really do.. We really do want to stick together but we have no choice.. We so do not want to be apart..
The time has come and we have to board the plane.. I can see, the first time dad cries, hugging my brother, telling him that he loves him.. Mum cant speak even a word but action shows.. I know, she loves him more than anybody else does.. I do not even dare to say anything because I am afraid that tears will be rolling down my cheek but deep inside my heart, I'm yelling: I love you!! He says: Dad, Mum, Sis, I want to be your son and brother again next birth.. They way he looks at us, the way he waves, our heart are torn into pieces.. We are speechless..
I got up, my heart was beating so fast.. It was so real.. Everything was so real.. Fortunately, it was a dream.. It was a weird dream though. I do not want this day to come but even if it comes, I want to be my parents' daughter and my brother's sister again next birth.. I love my family..YES!!! I H.E.A.R.T them..
The day we depart, there are so many people at the airport, my friends, my relatives, are all at the awaiting hall.. Cries can be heard, tears can be seen.. The view is so unbearable.. Some of the families face the same fate like we do.. They give their last hug as they will no longer feel the warmth in their embrace.. They spend the very last minute together as they will no longer see the face they used to have seen everyday.. They tell the words that might not be heard the next second.. We do, we really do.. We really do want to stick together but we have no choice.. We so do not want to be apart..
The time has come and we have to board the plane.. I can see, the first time dad cries, hugging my brother, telling him that he loves him.. Mum cant speak even a word but action shows.. I know, she loves him more than anybody else does.. I do not even dare to say anything because I am afraid that tears will be rolling down my cheek but deep inside my heart, I'm yelling: I love you!! He says: Dad, Mum, Sis, I want to be your son and brother again next birth.. They way he looks at us, the way he waves, our heart are torn into pieces.. We are speechless..
I got up, my heart was beating so fast.. It was so real.. Everything was so real.. Fortunately, it was a dream.. It was a weird dream though. I do not want this day to come but even if it comes, I want to be my parents' daughter and my brother's sister again next birth.. I love my family..YES!!! I H.E.A.R.T them..
