Day 13

We were already out of the football stadium, trying to find out where Mum and Dad were. Of course, Mum and Dad did not know that we had witnessed the whole incident at the stadium. While Bibi was crying, a vehicle stopped at the place where Dad had parked his car moments before. Out came Mum and Dad, we hugged each other for a while, then went to pack our things and paint the taxi in another colour so that the government would not recognize. I also heard Dad said that he was going to sell the taxi which he had driven for years, which might cause him to feel pretty down. I am having thoughts of my new plan again.