I feel like telling you all a story today. It is a true story and it happens, well..hmmm..let me recall back..3 months ago?(err dear if you happen to read this, please correct me if I get it wrong ok.)

One evening, on a weekend, we just finished our dinner. During this incident happened, the computer that my son Josh normally use still in our room. So as usual, when he gets bored, he will go upstairs by himself and play with it. It was a normal routine for him and for us too.

Then that particular evening Josh decided to play early that day. He went up alone (hubby was with the twins and I was cleaning in the kitchen) when I suddenly heard Josh crying loudly. I called up to hubby to find out what happen (when Josh cry, it is normally because the computer can’t start or the game he wanted can’t be downloaded). So, hubby when upstairs to investigate.