I feel it and I miss those days when I was 12 years old, around 2012. Every holiday, I had to wake up at 4am and ride my bicycle to the market by myself to prepare my fruit stall. My mom woke up even earlier at 2am to go and pick up fresh fruit to restock the stall.
Sometimes I felt so sleepy and just wanted to go back to bed. Other times, I was scared because the road near the pagoda was so dark, and I was afraid of ghosts omg 😭. Looking back now, I can’t believe I did that 🥹 and it was hurt me because my mom’s fruit stall was seized by market owner for no reason.
2026-08-02 17:07:03
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Ryan srolanh jungwon :
May all the hardworking kids live their best life ❤️