you always imagined that if u didn’t do anything bad.
you will never be afraid who comes knocking..
till now i realise it isn’t..
i was woken up by my mummy early friday morning and said the police where coming over..
the “police” word made me awake…
“what happened this time again?” ran through my mind..
she told me things like: ” in life you nv know what will happen to you.. so u must learn..”
opened up the door and asked me to see the door on the other side..
feeling so worried i prepared for the worst.. i seriously thought someone died at out doorstep!!!!
i inch my way over to the other door of our house and i was super duper shock to see this!!!!
i almost wanted to said the “F” words seriously..
i know what u guys must be thinking..
YOU OWE THE LOAN SHARK MONEY RIGHT!!!!!
but no!!!!!! NEVER EVER WILL!!!!!
the police came over and asked the same qns ask u all thought…
“you got into a fight?”
“you borrowed money from the loan shark?”
“you have anyone that didn’t like you?”
seriously no one of us in this family would ever ever ever borrow money from the freaking loan shark..
i dun even know a loan shark! and i dun have any indecent friends!!!
it’s impossible for my mother to borrow..
it’s even more impossible for my brother who is onli secondary one..
so realli dun freaking know what happened lar!!!
firstly…
i was still thinking maybe some rascals got nothing better to do and splash damn paint on our door for fun..
most probably a prank…
but the policeman said that it’s obviously the person did it on purpose..
cos if it was a prank why onli my damn freaking unit..
so most probably it’s not possible..
then..
the policeman said that last time they didn’t need to prove that they stay in the unit to borrow money or some shit..
so i was like fuck the moron who borrowed money with our address..
seriously wanna slap that person’s face lar..
what fucking wrong that he had to pick our damn unit!!!!!
but after that we realise it ain’t it too..
cos there wasn’t the O $ P $ shit written on the walls.. or the lift.. or anywhere..
so kinda concluded it might not be that someone used our address..
not having any clue what the hell was happening..
and knowing how heartless, ruthless and cold blooded this freaking bunch of morons ar..
(lock ur damn door.. maybe burn ur house? cook u alive??)
u seriously never know what they will do..
the fear creeps in.. but i got to act tough in front of my mum cos if i break she will..
and the stupid incapable policeman did nothing to make us feel better cos they said..
” u got no suspect and we dunno who did it..” so if u have a clue den give us a call.. *roll eyes*
(and i will explain further later why i said they were incapable..)
my mum had to head to work after the police left..
i could feel the fear she had.. and i could she see that she held back her tears.
not a man to protect.. i understand her fear.
i consoled her told her not to worry but inside me i’m feeling the fear..
she left and i struggled to get back to sleep..
cos i sleep like a log and i’m afraid when i fall asleep i never knew what will happen!
in the end i dozed off.. den i woke up in shock hearing a tapping sound..
it was a like a finger tapping on my window..
but onli to realise i was being silly and it came from other side..
but to think i actually got woken up by that soft tapping.. u understand my heart wasn’t at ease.
that day i stayed home..
in fear of any noise outside my window..
no doors opened.. no windows open.. no lights on..
everyone looked at us with that look in their eyes.. like they are judging you..
the lost of security.. the judgement.. the discrimination.. the fear.. the anxiety..
i just wanted to feel invisible in the house while i struggled to study for the test..
mummy came stright home after work.
and i’m so glad for my family..
my uncle dropped by and it made us feel so much better..
and my aunt and my fav baby cousin came over to surprise us and made us felt the warmth..
i’m so glad they came over to cheered my mummy up and made us feel abit better abt the situtation..
the feeling that they will be there.. through the good and the bad..
den it was that night that the puzzle started to unveil..
my brother and uncle walked down from the 11 floor to our house..
they spotted this suspicious guy at the 9th floor staring at them..
and found this on 9th floor wall..
we wanted to report to the police about this finding..
but before we could.. the suspicious looking man approached my uncle..
and that man actually suspected my uncle to be the man behind the paint splashing..
and my uncle thought he was baddie too..
den we realised that, that man was also a victim to the paint splashing incident..
this was when i got pissed and said the stupid policeman was incapable..
when they came in the morning we asked if they noticed anyone owed money..
and they say NO firmly.. they even said they came out on the 11 floor and walked down and DID NOT SEE ANYTHING..
*roll eyes* they definitely walked pass 9th floor before they reach my house..
how can they say they nv see this on the walls??? and the paint splashed unit on 9th floor too??
damn omg.. but whatever..
after talking to the guy that lives on the 9th floor..
we realised that he was the direct unit above us on the 9th floor..
and the unit that actually borrowed money was the unit opposite him..
and apparently that bloody asshole who borrowed money sold his unit to another person..
and the person in the unit is the new owner..
so we concluded..
the new strategy that the ah long are taking is that they splash paint on other ppl’s unit..
so that we would go pressurize them to pay or whatever lar..
their so call reverse psychology? wth..
now not knowing where the f*cking hell we should find that guy..
let’s just hope that he has a heart and go f*cking pay them..
but apparently he doesn’t have otherwise he wouldn’t have sold his unit and let us clear us him shit!!!
the asshole ah long and his follower that splashed paint on my door should be caught and be shot for randomly destroying people’s property who are apparently innocent..
and the motherf*cker who borrowed the money should be caught and skinned ALIVE .. cos if there is no demand there’s no suppy.. and because there are bastards like them in the world there are ah long. so he can go jump off a building or get run over by a car and stop being that coward who runs away after borrowing money.. better off dead..
(i know i sounded so mean but i’m just pissed with them lar.. we were innocent lar!!! and till now the thing is not settled and i still have nightmares about the ah long coming to spray paint on the walls on every single unit.. although there was a part in the dream that was that the guy in dream looked so pitiful and i asked my mum not to scold him but seriously i’m v pissed off with that guy.)
jokes made:
* my aunt said nowadays u dun borrow money also kana splashed paint. den like that might as well go borrow.
* my mum’s friend laugh when my mummy told her we got paint splashed.. and she asked what colour and my mum replied dark blue and she laughed saying it’s not ah long cos it’s not red..
* my uncle say now recession the ah long also need to cut on expenses when collecting money.. so they mixed thinner in the paint before splashing.. (because apparently the paint is not those vv thick kind..)
ps: thanks for putting a smile on my face and make my worries go away..
