Im sorry that I did not write to the blog for about 4 years now since the incident of Mr Hafeez. First of all, halfway through my secondary education system, my family were forced to move out of our house in Hougang and move in to Bukit Merah. I heard that my father do not have enough money to pay the house bills to the HDB. In that time, I was 14 years old. We moved to my relative house in Woodlands on my mother's side temporary. Before the moving out process, our 4 room flat was filled with average size boxes and threw a lot of things.Fortunately, we only had to live there for two months because we are frustated of not having the sense of belonging and privacy in that house. The children's owner of the house keeps disturbing us in our own little room when we bought appetizing food to our "room". Despite the little resentment that we gave to them, my other two siblings, Afiqah and Akmal, enjoyed the company of the two litle ones. At one time in the evening, in the front of the living room of the five room flat, we played Dual Masters card and the use of "totomeda" when we want to finish off the opponent. One of the children's owner, Nur Firzana, called his father to say that Akmal totomedaed him and we all laughed at her. When my siblings got the news from my parents that we got a rental flat in the area of Bukit Merah, we were most overjoyed but did not tell our relatives just yet. After that announcement, we went back home late every day to touch up our rental flat home. I remembered we painted and cleaned our flat while singing a Malay song. When it was time for us to move out, I felt subdued for leaving our beloved relatives. We went to our rental flat with loads of things in the lorry.