I was walking up the stairs on my way home and saw something that stilled my steps.
A pair of black men’s shoes were left, 1 side of each shoe on separate steps on the stairs.
As I continued my way up, I couldn’t help but keep a lookout of any personal belongings left around.
Afterall, that was the last thing my Dad did before leaping from the ledge on some block of high rise flats 12 years ago.
He placed his belongings on the stairs, scattered on different floors and then jumped from one of the higher floors.
Posted by j on October 6, 2009 at 8:36 pm
oooei, 不要想太多xxx
Posted by simplicateme on October 17, 2009 at 12:05 pm
Hehe, it was more of a reflex.
I’ve been to see my gandma last week; gave her a jigsaw picture of my Grad picture with my classmates.