Grateful

It all happened too quickly. I remember his eyes and his voice.

My mum just came back from Taska (around 12.45pm) and she came in with the 2 kids. I remember asking her to close the door, and she did. Of all days, she did not lock the door, thinking my dad would be home soon. Then, she was upstairs while I was watching movie in the living room. I remember glancing over at my phone to check the time. 12.50pm it said. And the moment I put my phone down, a hand covered my face and something was pressing my throat. I wasn't thinking. In fact, I almost laughed and wanted to say, "Oi, dad, don't play la.."

Before I could move or said anything, I knew something was wrong. A stranger's voice behind me said, "Mou yok (in canto..translation : don't move)." Then only I realised he came into my house quietly. I couldn't move, or think when I found out that the 'something' against my throat was a knife. Yeah, long kitchen kinda knife (my lil sis would know what it is called).

My pillow did its part to save me. I used it to block the knife away from me the moment the knife left my neck. And I used all the voice I had left to scream for my mum... but unfortunately she did not listen. The two kids were in the kitchen (thank God), I was so afraid for them. And the thief stole my handphone and my bro's lousy laptop.

He wore a hankerchief around his mouth and nose, and a helmet. Looked like construction worker, thin and not so tall. But he can really run.

Until now, I could feel the hands on my face, and recall the moment when the knife was pointing directly at me the whole time the incident occured. Naomi came, my dad's boss came, lotsa people called, so people, I'm fine. I spent two hours crying firstly because I was in shock, and then its because I'm simply grateful to be safe.

I didn't feel anything actually when the whole drama was happening. Because I was in disbelief. I was worried for my mum and the two kids, because he had a weapon. My mum tried chasing after that guy. That's when I started crying and called my dad. I'm just so thankful that noone got hurt.

Hee, so, for the moment, I'm using back my old number yah.

p/s : I even prayed for the guy! You know, maybe he needed some money. I'm the one who has someone up there protecting me. He doesn't know anyone. He might be a junkie, but maybe one day we can minister to these people in the streets.