Ceritera :p

     Once upon a time, there was a little girl who was playing in a sunflower garden. Suddenly, she saw a red balloon on a bench. The balloon wasn't floating because it runs out of air. Besides, the balloon was dusty and the glitters aren't glittering.

     However, she thought that balloon was wonderful before it got deflated. So, the girl took the balloon to her house and filled it balloon with air. She wiped out all the dust on the balloon. Wow, it turned out to be a beautiful red balloon! The balloon looks like a red sphere with shining stars on it. The girl felt happy with the new looks of the red balloon. She always bring that balloon along with her when playing at the park, dinner, even bedtime. The balloon makes her feel wonderful. She really loves that balloon.

     One day, when she was playing with her balloon in Sunflower Garden, she saw an ice cream truck moving. She was surprised and quickly ran towards the ice cream truck. Oh no! She didn't realize that her red balloon slipped from her hand and fly away but the red balloon stuck on a maple tree. The ice cream truck was moving too fast for her to catch up. The truck left her. The girl was exhausted and gasping for air. "Why did you leave me, ice cream truck?", the girl said.

     A minute later, the girl feel shocked after knowing that her balloon was missing. "Where is my balloon?", the girl said in tears. Then, she saw her balloon on the maple tree. She took a stick that was leaning on the maple tree and push the balloon to get down from that tree. Finally, the balloon got escape from the maple tree. Unfortunately, it floated away to the sky. The girl chased her balloon, but failed. The balloon flew too high and disappears in the white clouds. The girl cried loudly. 

     On the next day, she was sitting on a swing with full of flowers. Her mind still thinking of the balloon she lost. Suddenly, something fell on her head. 

"What's this?", the girl said. 
 "Oh no, it's my red balloon! And it may have been popped before it got back to me!", she said.


      She cried, cried, cried out loud and is all because of the popped red balloon. "If it wasn't for me chasing the ice cream truck, this thing wouldn't happen!", the girl blamed herself. 

      The red balloon which was glittering with glitters aren't glittering anymore. Only a hollow on her balloon that she could keep it as a memory.




MORAL OF THE STORY :

 Kalau kite dah mempunyai sesuatu yg indah, tak kire dri mane asal-usulnya, atau sesuatu yg indah itu adalah hasil usaha kite sdri, maka hargailah dan jagalah baik2. Nnti korang jugak yg menyesal bile sesuatu itu akn meninggalkan korang, walaupun ia kembali kpd korang semula, tapi ia mgkin takkan seindah spt yg korang tahu sblm nie...

*P/S : aq pon xtaw cmne aq dpt mood nk wt post cmni... HAHAHAH (petak)*