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May 2013
I painted flowers on the wall
I drew my dream house on the door
I created a picture puzzle on the floor
Played them all by myself
My nanny didn't understand me
She didn't learn about creativity
She just stood at a corner watching me..
I just hoped for a second she would join me...

A lonely child I was...
Talking to myself, mumbling, singing...
Playing with my imaginary friends
I built this magic land out of imagination
I was the queen, the king, the prince , the princess..
Just to mention a few human characters...

Every time I stepped into this mansion
It grew bigger, slightly bigger than before...
Every time I was taken outside, Which was hardly,
My eyes hurt, my skin cried in pain...
My nanny rushed me inside..
The door was closed before me...
She bathed me quickly,
Rubbed ointment on my skin,
Dressed me and put me to sleep
The next day I was told again to play all by myself
again in this creepy dark room
Sharina Saad
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Sharina Saad  Malaysia
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