Today, marks the day when I have to seek shelter in a chow chow (smelly) boy's room. The boxes are lying on my left and on my right. All I can see are hi fi set, speakers, comics, car models, ugly looking blankets and bedsheet covers. Here I am, lying on the floor, using my quilt as my bed. Sharing the same room with a boy!!! and he is no other than my younger brother.
My house is undergoing some renovation. After two weeks, the kitchen and the toilet tiles are finally replaced with new ones. Tomorrow they will be continuing to hack the old tiles of the toilet in my mum's room. My parents have shifted their sleeping area into the room which I share with my elder sis, and my sis has got to seek shelter in her new house, while I stay put since my workplace is just a few kilometers away from where I stay.
I am living a fugitive's life in my cell just the size of an adult coffin. I am lying down like a Dracula waiting for the dusk till the next dawn...
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