Deja vu
I've been in a sense of deja vu since yesterday morning.
In February 2001, someone broke into our house early morning. In his right hand he was holding a knife, taken from our kitchen. His left hand was grabbing my hair. Yes, I was held with at knifepoint. But InsyaAllah I wasn't hurt. Just traumatized for a while.
He got away with some jewellery, some cash and Abah's mobile phone.
That was 4 years ago.
And yesterday at subuh time, someone broke into our house. Again.
We don't know if it's the same person. We can only guess how he got in.
He took with him Abah's laptop. And that's it, I hope.
Alhamdulillah no one was hurt. We didn't get face-to-face with the robber (is that what to call him?). I think he came in through the window, but I'm not sure.
It's my busy time now, so I don't have much time on my hands to dwell on what took place yesterday morning. Otherwise I think I'll think the worst that could've happened, and be all-distraught again.
In February 2001, someone broke into our house early morning. In his right hand he was holding a knife, taken from our kitchen. His left hand was grabbing my hair. Yes, I was held with at knifepoint. But InsyaAllah I wasn't hurt. Just traumatized for a while.
He got away with some jewellery, some cash and Abah's mobile phone.
That was 4 years ago.
And yesterday at subuh time, someone broke into our house. Again.
We don't know if it's the same person. We can only guess how he got in.
He took with him Abah's laptop. And that's it, I hope.
Alhamdulillah no one was hurt. We didn't get face-to-face with the robber (is that what to call him?). I think he came in through the window, but I'm not sure.
It's my busy time now, so I don't have much time on my hands to dwell on what took place yesterday morning. Otherwise I think I'll think the worst that could've happened, and be all-distraught again.
posted by Yam @ 11:57 pm
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