Not really but yea

Today's my bro's 12th birthday.

You might be thinking this day would have been great. However, it wasn't.

Everything was fine when my bro came home at 5pm. We played a game of Chinese chess. So exciting! I never knew one could win in that really dead situation. So, my bro taught me the tactic. Oh well, he was still good.

Until the time I asked him to create a Facebook account. You know why? There's a really big and hidden story behind this incident.

Lately, I've been really frustrated and tangled about death stuff. I was afraid to sleep at night because I had no idea where I'd be if I couldn't wake up in next morning. I thought of a lot of stuff and they annoyed me so much till u could'r focus well on my revision. I could't bear with it.

As I really couldn't stand, I sent a message to my Sunday school teacher. I thank God that he really helped me to join my neurones back. My mind has become clear and I know that no matter what happens, I'll always have tomorrow, it only depends on where I'll be. Also, I'll always be alive as God is in me.

So, after all, I asked my bro to sign up for a facebook account because I wanno have a means to contact with him, personally. I'm sure I'll miss all my family and friends here after I go. I don't know how I'm going to face so many new things with Elisa next year. I'll be blind and let God do.

My mum does't let my bro to have a Facebook account. That's really ridiculous and that's the only problem which leads to the unhappiness. Too strict... Over protective...

I have to sleep now, there's school tomorrow and I have to go for Ed board annual lunch. Too many things to do.

Bye. Nights.

With Love,
Emily
16/10/2014