My Dad

... I just bought a bottle of "Kickapoo' soft drink. Then I walked down the street, quite dark, didnt see any people on the street. I walked for quite a distance before I saw this shop. I could recognised that this shop belonged to one of my uncles. I saw that the light was still on, so I just took a peek to see if anyone was inside.

I saw my dad! He was packing up. Looked like he was the shop owner. ("Weird, how come he is looking after my uncle shop?" ) Nonetheless, this question didnt bother me. I felt very guilty and sad to see my dad was still working at his age.

My father saw me. He looked tired. Then he locked the door and drank the kickapoo that i bought for him. After that we walked home together...


I woke up from my dream before we reach home.