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Movie of the Day:
Another Cinderella Story.
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Your shadow appear again in my mind the moment I saw the old lady looking for a seat in the air-port that day. The minute the old lady were shoo off by the lady next to her for taking up her husband's seat, I have the same sympathy and sadness in me as the moment you left us.
The moment I pack up and give the old lady my seat, I can sense the gladness in you when you know I grow up fine. The moment the old lady thanks me, I can hear you in her voice, as if you were the one saying 'thank you'.
The tired but yet caring eyes, will never be forgot.
The strong but kind voices, became the melody of memory.
Sometimes, I hope that you were here again. Not only you, but both of you.
I know, you both were watching me up above and giving me the best blessing.
In the remembrance of my grand-parents.
Love,
Nichole
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