This is the day that marks my history forever

21/08/07

This is the day that marks my history forever .

My friend , Nene got her handbag snatched.
Right in front of me, I’m so scared.

It’s eight something in the morning and we are searching for some shops but everywhere is closed or not yet open . We are about to cross a road between shops when a motorcycle come from afar. We thought of giving way to the motorcycle because we don’t want to get knocked down. But then , the motorcycle stop in front of a shop not far from us. Realizing that the motorcycle are not going to cross , we walked across the road.
Nene walk behind me because she don’t want to rush when crossing road. Then , I heard her scream and she pointed at the motorcycle and say that her handbag have been snatched .
I got frantic and we chase after the motorcycle although it is futile attempt. The motorcycle disappear at full speed and Nene is left to mourn her loss. She cry so sadly that I cry along with her. Why it is an extremely sad thing? I’ll explain.

Nene comes from a family which the living quality is lower than average homes. Her mother works only as a kindergarten teacher. With that wage , her mother need to support Nene and her little brother and sister. She always save money and learn not to waste it. No discrimination here but Nene is the poorest among our friends but all of us still treats her the same because she is our friend and she is a cheerful person. When it’s time for us to work while waiting for examination result to come out , she works harder than anyone else and save money to buy an expensive cell phone. Nene , she is a person with unusual luck and a tremendous bad luck . She doesn’t score well in exam and she lost many things in her life. Money …………earrings (she also forget to take them with her after she paid it) and many more. But she always optimist.
This story is even sadder than the series of unfortunate event by Lemony Snicket.

After get snatched , Nene cry or rather , howls and mourns for the loss of her precious belongings. Inside is her precious cell phone , her wallet which contains her life money Rm67.++ , her pendrive , her contact lenses case, her mirror and ATM cards . Luckily for her, her identity card isn’t in the bag or she’ll have to make it again.
Knowing her condition and how much money means to her , I can’t stand but to cry along with her. She keep crying that she doesn’t have anything left. Her life’s ruined. She have no money and words like that. It’s a very saddening sight .
Whenever she cries , I’ll cry along. My sister ask the reason I cry along. I cry because she is so pitiful but I can’t do anything to help because I’m not a wealthy person myself. I really hated Satan. He’s the reason that the world started to filled up with robbery and kidnapping and all those evil stuff. My eyes hurt because I cry so many times.