I dig like crazy. Finally I found the notebook I was looking for. It was green but for some strange reason… it felt as if that wasn’t what I wanted to look for in the first place. I felted very empty…
‘What is it pangchan?’ the tall female asked the girl. ‘Open it pangchan. It is what you are looking for right?’ the female sat next to the girl and brush the girl’s hair. ‘How long do expect me to wait for you pangchan? I can’t play dead all eternity ya know, pangchan.’
I look over my shoulders; my sister glance at me. I turn away from her and focus back on my green notebook. The cover was a bit torn. The pages were stain of dusty yellow but the notebook still smell fresh. I unfold the notebook and skim through it; I’ve forgotten that I’ve written in it.
“Pang, you do know that once you are in college, these junk have to go right?” asked Shirly.
“Yes, I know.” I reply and close the notebook.
