The Travel

Date: 6/13/2021

In an unknown house, my younger brother told me that he would be going to New Zealand to migrate (or holiday) and he was bringing his family. There are 2 little girls aged 3 or so, Rafiq was there, both of our late parents, and Ros was there too. I was sad cos he was getting all the good things while I ain't. Everyone is getting ready for the trip. Ros and the rest were playing football at Rockridge and it was raining and ponding. Then my younger brother informed me to get ready for the trip and start packing. We all took a weird bus and I was crying, trying hard to hold my tears and kept asking why am I not lucky. My brother approached me and began to wipe my tears and he looked concerned. We reached the airport and we headed to a room where a staff will needed to interview my brother and ask him how is he going to slaughter a cow for food when he was in New Zealand. I went to the departure door, there was a cooking area and I roasted pork ribs and some Japanese dishes and placed them both on the shelf above the cooker. My younger brother then got ready to head to the departure gate and we both hugged. I then told him my depression hit me 3 days ago and I was planning to kill myself but I am not. He looked worried but I told him I was fine now. He left heading toward the escalator. I then grabbed my things, cap, tote bag and left the area and went to the cooker and grabbed a plate and started ripping the pork ribs. I threw the ribs on the plate and brought down the Japanese dish. I told myself I was gonna eat the pork rib. I notice at the window of the departure, there are many girls in navy blue jerseys, singing some New Zealand songs and getting ready for departure.