three blind mice

she laughed again this morning.
'kenapa?'
'i teringat u kecik2 dulu bela anak tikus.'
come to think about it, it was gross, having those small dirty creatures as my pet.
put them in a box under my table. fed them with milk.
but cmon, i grew up in a jungle, and i mean it, literally.
'i was young and silly' i said, defending myself.
she continued to laugh, heartlessly.
im x sure if my mom was aware.
maybe she didn't.
i wish she didnt, or else she wouldn't let me, would she?
maybe that's why i never took them out for fresh air.
maybe that's why they died three days after the adoption.
now i feel sick to the stomach each time i recall.

owh, u bela hamster ye, and u bela rabbit?
well, i bela anak tikus.