A Cindarella Story..~

I'm not actually a cindarella...

I do grown up in a small house..

sharing a room with my sis..

sharing story in the midnight with my sis..

But when I get into a college,I feel lonely...

I have no sister to tell stories to...

I have no mother to bake a cake with..

I have no father to ask my proper English to...

I have no brother to fight to...

Anyhow,here,what I got is friends..

They cheer my life here...

They could make me laugh when I feel down...

They always be by my side for laughter n sadness..

They never let me feel so lonely..

Anyhow,I always miss my family..

They got my entire loves...

Besides,their loves stay eternity towards family members..

I do love my family so much..

They will remain everything to me even there is a lot of my friends outside there..

To my friends,I do loves my friends a lot...

Don't ever,ever,ever misunderstood me...

My friends always have a place deep down inside my heart..

;)

*Practising my writing skills*

Love,

DhiyaDiyana