A Bloody Morning

I had an LBM at exactly 3:00 o'clock in the morning.

I felt really tired that day...... I slept again and woke up at 7:35 in the morning.

Though tired i had plans to put some stinky,oily, lavender color in to my hair... ha3

what is commonly called 'hair spa.'

When I was about to go to the bathroom I heard something stranged...

It sounds like a loud 'bang!' near the living area of our house.

Rushing to look at what was the sound for,

I saw my older brother lying and blood coming out near from his right eyebrow..

And so, I shouted and started to screamed...

my grandmother and my auncle et went in to the living area

to see what had happened to me..

And so, to cut the long, and horrible story short...

my brother undergoes some observation beacause he vomitted some blood..

Presently, his recovering and i think his okay now... Thanks be to God!

Before I missed the reason why I'm sharing this is that,

you know i hated my brother silently...

Part of him which I really don't like...are too many to mention here...

I even ignore him manytimes that he even never noticed how I hated him.

But from then on, because of that horrible incident,

I started to asked myself,

when will i forgive him of his weaknesses and flaws in life?

I deeply put myself on a scene where he is died already...

What if he dies and he never knows how i hated him for being him..

Was it a right time for me to confront him? I think so...

I know forgiveness doesnt mean an overnight work to do..

I know its a very long process. right?

I can still remember freshly that bloody morning

where I saw the man i hated turned loved...