
Hi. My name is Amanda, I wrote this story while eating porridge, because it has not eaten rice for two days.
I used to go to Garuda High School. However, the bad luck happened to me I was often bullied at school because I always got a pretty good score than my friend.My bully friend envied me.I used to not dare to report, I did not report, I can only hold and be patient.This is my story...
July 2009
This year was the beginning of my entry into a High School, a private school owned by the Garuda High School army foundation name.Location which is not far from where I live only one and a half kilometers.At that time, the, I used to go to school on my bike, my mom gave me my birthday when I was a kid.
My favorite as I am still in the smp is often visit the school library when the break time arrives.Books that I often borrow are books novels that tell the life of teenagers.As usual, as usual, the book is a book that I always borrow, at the beginning of the entrance to the school were all good friends, because it is still the first to know at that time so it is still a bit jaim do not know what each character is like.But gradually after knowing I often get a pretty good value, but gradually after knowing I often get good grades, those in my class became jealous of me and I was bullied by them.
I was not alone at that time, there are still my friends who always accompany me when happy and difficult to be bullied also by my friends.
We both became estranged, when we both try to mingle with them but they actually avoid and finally we both every hour of rest always come to the library to find the latest edition of the novel book for us to borrow that can accompany in free time.
If my best friend Lina and I hadn't been to the library, we usually spend time resting in a small student cafeteria that provides a variety of snacks.When I and my best friend are eating food that has been ordered, suddenly my classmate who envied me and disliked me bullied me by splashing mango juice on my school skirt.
Bbyuuurrf...
Mango juice was spilled and wet and dirty my school skirt.Denghakap my best friend who was near me was an emotion to see me treated like that earlier.
My best friend then snapped at Aditya who spilled the mango juice onto my uniform skirt.
"Heh lu that's so much his behavior, you're tentative soldiers against people!!" my best friend snapped at Aditya,Aditya ayu augustin his full name.
"Oh, you don't have to be so smart about your cute best friend!" Aditya did not want to lose snapping at Lina and his emotions grew higher.
I also tried to dampen his emotions my best friend.
"Lina.lina.had not made a fuss because of me, embarrassed to be a spectacle of people" I said while stroking her back hoping her emotions subsided.
"His shame, if left unchecked, will further undermine his behavior" said Lina felt she did not accept I was treated not wearing in public.
"Byok to the toilet I'll drop you off, that's your dirty skirt as soon as we clean it." continued Lina.
"Yes Lina Hayu, there's no sign of entry yet."
Lina took me to the school toilet and I started cleaning the remaining juice that was spilled on the skirt.So the skirt was clean, even though it was soaking wet because of the splash of water Lina also gave a loan to the cloth jacket she was wearing.Because she could not bear to see me her skirt was soaked in splashes of water.
"Now, just wear my jacket to cover your wet skirt" said Lina, taking off the jacket she was wearing and giving it to me.
"But are you wearing it again?" my many.
"It's okay, it was cold this morning but it was getting hotter and sultry."
"Yes, I borrowed it first Lin, tomorrow it is returned to you."
"Yes, just relax like anyone, wear it okay."
Finally I took Lina's jacket and I used it to cover the splashes of water that were still wet.
Then, not how long the doorbell rang.I and Lina rushed to immediately enter the classroom because Master Ips will soon enter the classroom.
Arriving in class, Aditya also back to do nosy he cheered the arrival of the two of us.
Cici who was not far from Aditya's position sat down also wanted to know what happened earlier.
"What the hell is Dit, I'm kepo let's tell you what the hell is going on?" cici asked curiously and immediately put an ear to Adit.
"Gini Ci, last time in the cafeteria I accidentally swore mango juice to the cupu, uh his best friend even nyolot ngajak noisily."
"Haha.sok her hero."
"So you where did Ci take a break?"
"Sorry Dit, I was resting in the classroom still ngerjain task not yet stretched."
"Pantesan, so I took a break to the cafeteria alone, where Popy and Agnes were not nongol as well."
I could only see and shake my head and see Aditya ngoceh-ngoceh from a distance.
Then, I took out the ips package book and the note.
As soon as the ips teacher came, the atmosphere of the classroom that had been boisterous turned into silence for a moment.
The class leader immediately gave his greetings to the teacher who had just arrived earlier.
Then the ips teacher immediately gave the subject matter up to two hours.
After the lesson is over, then the students who were in the class were allowed to go home because the hours of teaching and learning activities had run out.Including me and Lina my best friend immediately rushed out of the class as well.We both walked together to the parking lot I took my bike and then directly pedaling it while my best friend took an angkot.Because at that time there was still no online transportation like now.
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I also continue to pedal my bike through the highway which is quite a lot of public transportation also that berliweran.Diga roads, I then turn to the left into a housing complex.My father is just an ordinary factory employee, I was just a, so only able to buy a house in a rather small type of housing that was purchased by way of installments per month by giving dp in advance a few percent.
A few minutes later, my mother who was outside guarding the fruit pickle merchandise was shocked to see my school skirt covered in a jacket.
My bike I taro garnished which is not so broad then I approached my mama.
"Asalamualaikum, I'm really dumb." I said while kissing Mamah's palm.
"Waalaikumsalam, why is it covered in a skirt jacket?" ask mama.
"Oh this, it's okay, it's wet, it's splashing water" I replied not giving the real answer.
"Who's jacket is neng wearing?" ask mama again.
"Jaket Lina mah, my countryman."
"Yes, here the jacket mamah help wash to dry quickly tomorrow, please take care of the mamah merchandise."
"But before you change clothes first, eat first there." tell mamah.
"Yes, I went inside first."
After finishing changing clothes, fulfilling the obligation as a Muslim and also have finished eating I was immediately forward to keep the fruit pickling merchandise that mamah told to take care of earlier.