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If I Could Go Back In Time

Well, this is my true story and my true experience. If I could go back in time, I really want to go back when I was a little girl and 10 years old, 8 years ago. With a happiness in my life at that time, when I still have my complete parents, my beloved mother and my beloved father. I was born in Balikpapan, Kalimantan Timur and grow up in Balikpapan. In march 2008, suddenly my father got sick, he said that his neck was painful. My mother asked him to go to the hospital and check it to the Doctor, but he refused to check it to the doctor and he said he was okay. My father was the type of the person who didn’t like to complain about his disease, even if it hurtfor him. So he was staying with his disease in one month
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I still remember, that day was a Sunday, when every Sunday afternoon around 5.00 pm, he always go jogging with his friends. And, at that day too, me, my young sister, my young brother, and my mother went to the mall. When I arrived at home, my father already at home, and I found him laying in the bed. He said he was very tired, and he ask me to massage his waist with minyak kayu putih. While I massage him, he told me that he was eating a durian with his friends after jogging. Then my mom ask me and my siblings to sleep, because tomorrow was Monday and I should go to school in the morning. After I and my siblings sleep, my mother call “Mba Lulur” to came to my house. “mba lulur” is a massager who was often to came to my house to massage my mother and my father. While mba lulur massage my father, suddenly mba lulur got my father tremble and stiff in his whole body. My mother was so panic and then my mother call my neighbor for helping her to brought my father to the hospital. But when they arrived at the hospital, my father already passed away, and the doctor trying to wake my father up with vibration machine, but my father already gone. Doctor said that my father had heart …show more content…
And the next day after my father passed away, I found my mother crying. I was so confused and when I go out from my bedroom, I saw so many people there and surprisingly I saw my dad on the floor with the closed fabric. I don’t know what should I do at that time, I was very very sad and I was crying. I just can’t believe that my beloved father already gone forever. I think that was a dream but I should sincere and let him go. I know my father will live happily there. He was a very kind father that I ever had. He even never get mad at me when I do something bad. He always give me everything that I want, like toys or something like that. I really want to go back in that time when my father still alive and want to warn him to not always eating seafood and want to remembering him to always eat a healthy food. If I got a chance to talk with him one more time, I really want to hug him and say that I really miss him, I want to apologized to him if I ever did something bad or wrong, I want to thankful for everything, about he gave everything that I want, teach me how to be a good girl, and gave me a happiness since I was born until I was 10 years old. And I really want to tell him that I, my mother and

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