As she learns that she is merely her parents' adopted kid and her biological parents are another couple, she packed her belongings (within 5 minutes) and left the house.
The dialogue exchange between her parents and her drove my Mum and I to tears. Since I always ask my Mum whether she picked up the wrong child at the hospital, she had to ask me this.
Mum: If you discover the same thing, what will you pack? Given that you have an enormous collection of junks.
Me: At such instances, given the time limit... I can only bring my wallet (with cash and cards), my bank passbooks and my handphone. Its really a case of too bad. How much belongings can one bring with oneself?
At the end of the day, what really belong to me? I have lots of doubts about this.
My Mum has successfully brainwashed me in believing that whatever I owned are indirectly under her ownership!
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