“Uhh-Ohh, I forgot that I have to make a poem for tomorrow.” He said in a limp voice. He rushes back to his room and make the poem. The content of the poem is.
Memory
“ Half piece of newspaper are flying
Birth of those Daisy
All those lovely remembrance
It is your Memory ”
Faried Zein
“Okay, I think it’s nice. Now then, let’s find some food out there.”
Zein walks out from his room and go to the dining room. He open the refrigerator but he see nothing that can be eat. The he walk to the kitchen open the glass supply cupboard to see if there are any noodles there. He find 1 and immediately boils it. While waiting for the noodles to finish boiling, he brings his cell phone as well as his earphones and then sit on a chair in the family room.