Dear Childhood Friend/neighbour,
How are you doing? Which school are you in? I saw you last week at the supermarket but you didn’t notice me. I don’t have the courage to greet you because I don’t want to embarrass myself. We haven’t talked since the day I moved out. 7 years passed, do you still remember me?
We used to play at the void deck at our house and the playground nearby. After school, we would play police-and-thief with other kids almost everyday. Do you remember there is one time, at the playground, we got bullied by another group of kids? You were fighting against a skinny, Malay boy and I have to deal with a big bully. He pulled my hair and kicked me a few times. I was so tiny, he, on the other hand, was fat and tall. I couldn’t do any harm to him. Now, I wished that I could kick his fat ass for a few times and pull out all of his hair.
After the fight, we would buy the ice-sticks before heading home. I always get the grape flavour. It’s our favourite at that time but I never have it since I moved out. You have to get home before 5pm for your daily prayer. You couldn’t get out of your house to play after 5pm so we would sit at your house’s front door. We talked about pokemons, digimons and play with pokemon toys, bayblade and gameboy consoles.
My current neighbours are two Chinese families with no children. Therefore, I don’t interact with my neighbours. We don’t even greet each other when we meet at the lift. Does your mother still prepare Malay sweet treats and share it with the neighbours? I love the Malay cookies most. It’s my favourite.
We used to be close friends but we see each other as stranger now. After I had moved out, I never take the initiative to look for you. Neither do I heard from you. I do regret not calling or looking for you. However, I will always remember the times we spent together.
Thanks.
