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The Green Coach Bag with a silk green scarf
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Tuesday, March 4, 2008
1:33 PM

Just the other day, i took a wrong turn while going home from school....i ended up taking the path that i have not taken for the past 6 years....needless to say...memories flooded back...like the eternal tides...reeking of nostalgia...as if tauting me of my past...

As a child, i would always take this path to school and along this path...i always had someone beside me at that time...either a friend or family...than there was her.

Back then, i never knew what having a cat for a friend was ever like...yet somehow..i met her...she may not be the prettiest...or the cutest kitty...but she was the kindest cat i have ever met..

When the sun went down...and all was dark...there she would be...waiting for me at that path...and than she would walk me to the bridge...everyday...my first kitty friend...her gentle mews as i talked to her about school...my thought...my life..simple yet silly words from a child...yet she took it in...patiently...understandingly...unjudgingly...yet i never really knew her life. Where did she come from? What does she do everyday? ...it must seem very strange to you that i would actually think of deeply about this kitty...matter of fact...i don't even know her name...haha...but than...one day...these memories ceased to last...i've forgotten whose fault it was to make these memories end....was i the one waiting at the road for her to pick me up? or was she the one who waited for me instead...ever since i took the different path to school...my memories of this path have become a blur....it feels so guilty to realise you lost your past...even the littest bit of it...i wonder if she doing alright today...i daren't try to dig any deeper in my past....because if i do, i'm afraid that i will cry...tears that can never bend time..but only deepen the scars of the heart....

where will my new path lead me now? To a better place?....or somewhere where sorrows lies...
i will always remember you kitty...because i have walked that path on that day and remembered you...hopefully...in 10 yrs time...20...30...50...i will still be able to keep these memories alive...this dying part of me..alive.

Just stopping to smell the flowers..