I was on my way home in the MRT, sawing a women who ran in while the door is closing. I look up to here and found her crying. The moment I saw her cry, I don't know what how do. So I ask my younger brother if is it ok to give her tissue paper. I did gave her tissue, the reason that I had this thinking of giving is because I hope she will cheers up(Although I don't even know her).
Hopefully she did.
Blessing her.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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