Bike, I still need you..

Gone...again... My new bike, stolen, by the STUPID INDIANS, sry...i'm not racist... But the two Indians should be caught and if i saw them i'll make sure they will have some nice punches...

Let me tell u the story... And don't walk my footsteps again...

5.30pm..
I reach my tuition center, the MRS TIEN english tuition. I park my bike which will not be seen by the CCTV.

5.45pm..
Shing Yen and Huimin reach there and Shing Yen carries my bike and park it just right under the CCTV, so now my bike can be seen by the CCTV clearly..

6.20pm..
I'm still in the tuiion. During that time, got one indian, wearing orange coloured T-shirt and also wearing a helmet so definitely we can't see his face.. He went to my bike there, since it was locked so he carried it with one hand. Then he walks towards a motor, his friend is waiting on the motor. The process was captured and recorded by the CCTV. Then they left, and so, ever, I can't see my bike.

6.50pm..
We went down after the tuition, and found out, my bike is gone. I nearly cry out because this is my second time my bike is stolen. PLUS, before went out to the tuition, I mopped it partially, and pumped the tyres. Loaded. After learning that my bike is gone, I'm so down. Seeing my friends asking around the strangers wether they saw my bike. I stand there, with my tears rolling in my eyes. I call my mum, tell her my bike is gone and ask her to come to the tuition center.

7.00pm..
Mrs Tien, friends, and I watching the CCTV. I, myself, see my own bike is stolen and the whole process.

Do you know how I feel? I am angry and feeling so pain. Because this bike it's just like my friend already, it's a true fact! I went many places by this bike. And I'm even named after by this bike. Some of my friends called me 蚊子, because my bike has two wires connected to the brake and are coloured in black and white. Not anymore. Maybe now that two stupid indians are trying to rip open my bike partially. Figuring out how to cut open my grey-coloured locker. Thinking where to sell out my bike, and how to use the money they "earn" through selling my bike. My bike maybe is crying and seeking her mistress now, screaming for help. Where'd you go, bike, i miss u a lot..