There are million memories of childhood in my mind, from fainted in the traditional market, habitual of drink something cold ( everything) or fell down from the top of the stairs. However I have one significant. Actually I wasn’t a bad kid (yes I’m sure I was calm), but I really love to bother my 9 years elder brother. It could be said that I’m a fan of him, so I want to follow my brother wherever he would go even bathroom haha. I would love to play with him, learned playing keyboard in hoping able play as well as him, want to play with his friend, did make up on his face while he was sleeping, and the worst, whimpered just for forcing him do something to me. As a teenager boy, of course this little (pretty) devil was super duper annoying. Until one day, it overs the limits of patience, (I forgot the details) but I remembered that day I followed him to the cupboard with snacks inside. I asked him something, but he didn’t want. I forced it more and more, he really really really got mad. Apparently, he clamped my finger between cupboard door. “HUAAAAAAAAAAAAA” I screamed then cried a lot, and he left me there, haha. Since that time, I tried to be a better sister by stopping whimper him (but still forcing haha)
Dhany Saballini 