When i was five years old,my father took me,my youngest brother and my mother to visit Kuala Lumpur one day..Kuala Lumpur was the motherland of Malaysia,where most of the shops were situated at the time..I lingered many times at shops which sold things I liked such baby doll,cooking staf and many things..My father had call me to rejoin the rest family many times or i would have been lift behind..at one shop I was so captivated by a baby doll on display that I did not hear my father calling me....When I turned around to look for my family,there were not there...Panic started to well up in me and I started to cry..I began to feel that I would lost my family for ever..suddenly one man came and ask me kindly the reason I cry.. Then I had told he that I looking for my family..He said 'There are some people were looking for a little girl there,you must be one'..The man offer me his hand.I instantly took it and held on tightly to it...Then he took me to my family that busy looking for me...After see my father I run to my father and hugged tightly..Then my father thanked to the man that help me..For the remaining part of the trip,i held my father's hand in a grip of iron.I did not want to be left behind again.......balqish
written by: Balqish binti Hawash Khan
id no : 1012007061087
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