
Never happened in a life whose name is like, sorrow, sad, happy, desperate, resigned, so it is not easy to rise again. But that is life that never goes with one sense, that never spins with one mode... Like a rainbow that wouldn't be beautiful with just one color... And this is the rainbow of my life
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My name is Elisa more complete Elisa Natasya, my age is 17 years, I live in Jakarta and I just sat in the 2nd grade of High School, I, people say the time of High School is the most fun but different with me, I think the time of 2 High School is a boring time because I'm ALONE.......
Walking alone, taking a hand, studying alone, that's why High School is boring because I don't have friends.
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One time I was walking down the riverbank in the twilight (on my own of course), I was walking while listening to the music enjoying the beautiful twilight, the breeze blowing fine my hair, and the, the leaves that do not stop falling make the atmosphere become cheerful.
"haaa.cold" I said in my heart, closing my eyes.
"beautiful" said someone.
I was surprised and looked to my left side, it turned out that he was a man, I replied to him.
"yes beautiful..."
While looking at the sunset, we were silent for a moment, whether he started to feel awkward with the atmosphere, he started the conversation by asking what my name is
"whose name are you?"
I looked at him but did not answer his question, and immediately looked away and left him.
"hey hey hey"
He kept calling me but he didn't come after me, when I was getting away from him, he yelled
"BASIC ARROGANT"
With a sigh I put the earphones in my ear, the day passed, and so our first meeting passed with the setting of the sun.
On Monday, as I was walking towards class, a familiar feeling suddenly blared with the instant of my body goosebumps and breaking out in cold sweat, I looked around me like a madman, but I did not see anything strange, with the fear that had taken hold of me I ran as fast as I could to the classroom and sat down at the table, imagining something terrible, something terrible, something that's been haunting me for years.
As I dissolved in fear, the bell rang a sign that the lesson was about to begin, all the students entered the class, and silence broke with the noise of the students. Some are joking, some are confiding, and there are also noisy alay girls will be arrogant. While I was just sitting quietly alone on my bench like a maneuqin, that was the atmosphere in class 2 ipa 1.
While waiting for the teacher to arrive, suddenly andy the class leader exclaimed
"everything was silent, Pak hendri had come"everything went back to their seats.
(pak Hendri is a teacher who is about 29 years old with a fair complexion, a sharp nose, black hair, and quite handsome, he is the guardian of class 2 ipa 1) and as Andy said, he was, henry entered the class.
The leader also prepared the class
"attention all!siaaap grak"all stand
"greet" the chairman continued, and the students said their greetings.
"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatu"
"Waalaikumsalam.
"upright grak"the chairman insisted.
Hendri also started the class with a notice.
"well, kids in grade 2 ipa 1. Today you are the arrival of a new student he moved from Aceh, because he has come all the way here you all do not trouble him. Understood!"
"understand sir" replied the class.
"alright, please enter" continued Hendri who told the transfer student to enter.