In front of me there are piles of lifejackets, and to my left side, is a bright light from BNI ATM It is pretty cold here, two girls beside me still whispering―gossiping. A boy to my front-right, is changing his t-shirt, thinking that anyone won't see him in this dimmed light. I'm in my Dad's sleeping bag, that is actually smaller than I remember. Or maybe because I was still so young and even more tinier back then. Enough journal for today. Now I have to sleep. Wish that I can still write regularly until the end.
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