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at 2:22 AM

I had dinner with my family at a restaurant near Bukit Bintang. While heading to the restaurant, I was so curious at one point when the crowd infront of us made their u-turn towards us. We didn't care much though. After taking few steps ahead, we saw something that, well I don't know how to describe it. It was a gang fight. A fight which involved more than just 20 people. A whole bunch of people supporting behind, while the front ones fought. My dad then hurried us to stay away from them. But, the scene actually left a big curiosity in me.

Because,

It actually reminds me of my brother. One night he came back home, with a blue black on his eye and minor injuries on his hands. He then told my mum that he fought with some random people near s.wang. Reason? Misunderstanding in eye contact. Fight over minor thing and end up, we injure. Does it worths at all? I don't think so. Remembered those days when he fought with my dad, when the family was going through a massive hard times, when my mum was stuck between husband and son. I see the hatred in my brother and the disappointment in my dad. Frankly speaking, I was living in fear everyday. Because, when they fight, they really fight.

I always thought that I have a warm family in which I'm so proud of when I was a small kid. But I was as if awaked from the beautiful dream when the fight took place, when my brother ran away from home. This happened when I was in form two. It happens all in sudden that I could hardly accept the fact. I cried almost every night, praying that everything would come to an end soon. Today, I'm so relieved that those days is already a past.

Coming back to the dinner.

It was a massive jam when we wanted to return home. I looked outside through the car window and observed the people around. I saw the night life of teenagers. They lepak around to spend off their time, usually at those happening places. What I saw was, exactly like what I've seen in the movie bohsia. The fighting part of the movie takes place at that area anyways. This gives me even more thoughts and curiosity on their life. But I know, it brings no good.

If I were given a chance to live in their lifestyle for just one day, and everything would resume back to normal the next morning, I definitely want to try. Because I think their life is cool, in a way.

ha ha.

Once you're in, it takes so much to quit again.

I keep this in my head for all time.

Currently nineteen. Still figuring out about life, still have phobia on snakes. Favourite quotes: 'Dare to dream big, work them out by Z-A.' Know me better through my personal space here. :)