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A Story of Mine


Dear all,

15 November 2010 was a memorable day to be,
There is these little girl begin its new journey.
As excitement and nervous tangled around her veins,
She makes her way to face her destiny.
.
CIS network that’s the place it called,
A place deep she knows she would learn and grow.
With that I hope I was given the most welcome,
Everyone in the house is my family now.

Today was her first official intro,
She cracks her head thinking how to start.
Since Journalism that is her major,
Therefore it is best to start with a little creative touch.

Greetings everyone my name is Melissa,
I am the newest members and perhaps the youngest too.
I used to study in TAR College,
But later on I earn my degree in Liverpool.

Born in January 4 1988,
I’m the eldest among my four siblings.
Kampar is my very own hometown,
But Shah Alam is the place I settle down.
.
Many might have wondering,
Was this journalist to-be has fall wrong place?
For that question I may reply,
Beneath the skin I know this is the place of mine.

I wrote that over 1 year and 15 days ago and that's the day I'm employed.
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