this is a fictional story that i have to write as an english exercise for a lecturer. he liked it and am proud of it. though i feel like a p6 kid writing a composition of a bad nightmare. here goes, only the first part of it. have yet to complete it.
Dawn has greeted the world. The blue and yellow hues of the sky is a welcoming sight, bringing promises to be fulfilled. The coolness of the morning air, the visible dew drops on the leaves, chirping birds, it is indeed a beautiful day, thought Mak Teh. (that's my nenek kebayan)
"I should rise now," Mak Teh thought aloud. Her mind is already reeling with the tasks she plans to accomplish today. Failing to plan is planning to fail, and she is not about to fail this fine day! She slowly made her bed. Her humble wooden bed, holding a thinmattress and a feather-filled pillow, covered with a faded blue bedsheet. Still, this has served her resting needs all these years. She really meant it, all these years.
to be continued.....
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