12 Mar

I was Malaysian

I was Malaysian

In this dream, I was a Malaysian or Thai girl, a young girl, probably around the age of 7-9. I was in a taxi, in the front seat. The one who sat next to me was my dad, a snobby taxi driver. He was old , had a beard, looked weary and tired. He was driving through these streets , these really old but sort of modernised streets. The interior of the car was old and the seats were old . However, this wasn't Malaysia, we were probably immigrants of this country. I pulled down the mirror above my head and I looked into it. It was blurry at first, but then I saw a girl's face, she was skinny, bony , even. Her skin was dark, she had short hair, a pixie cut, almost looking like a guy. She looked sad , an awkward sense of loneliness. Then dad dropped me off outside a luxurious mall. It was cold, but anyways, he told me to wait for him as he's gonna park his car. It look him a long time, so I went inside the mall and I waited for him , I walked around and I thought "wowww" , as if I've never seen such luxuriousness before. As I arrived at the floor of the tuition centres , I thought , "It would be nice if we could afford to send me to something like this " . After spending some time in the mall, I went out and I waited for my dad again. I sat on the curb of the road, I waited and waited , waited and waited , but he never came. Eventually , I felt tired and I started to drift off to sleep , then everything just blacked out.


 

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