~A Stayover at my grandma's place

Yesterday,I,along with my brother and maid took the MRT to our maternal grandmother's place in Tiong Bahru. There,we were greeted by Ginger,the household dog. I never knew what breed Ginger was,only that he is a mixed breed.

It was the usual visit. Of all people,I felt that my grandmother-or Popo,doted on me the most and I was the most close to her. No surprise as I was always at her old home and grew up near her. As concern as ever, I chatted with her on my next year's 'O'levels. She advised me that passing any exams is easy as long as you can catch up with our teachers in the topic. On top of that,she even reprimended me on not visiting her in a long time.

Next morning,she bought currypuffs for my breakfast and,along with my grandpa even drove us back home.As we drove across the expressway,she remembered the fact that I hated going home and whenever I saw the bridge,I would burst into tears crying, "I dun want to go home!".

Well,That is all..