From Me Who Almost Surrender
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I walked down the stairs, my morning bright the sun shone with its warm rays. After waking up at dawn in the morning, I exercise a little. Relax the muscles so that they are not as I live my life.

It's been two days I just like this, actually I want to learn to teach with mom. Because my condition is not possible so papa gives me a few days off. Just to learn to teach.

But others such as the understanding of prayer are left to mama and brother. Because it is very important for life, with a big change after school yesterday.

I slowly tried the instructions that my mother taught me, from the way of ablution, to wear the right face. Legitimate prayer procedures and readings - read them in every movement. I am grateful that they did not immediately demand that I should and quickly can, but I also did not discouraged trying.

With my look like before - before I brought a mini totabag. Wearing black matching leather jacket, pink plisket skirt. One curl up and have a thick conversation. And crucify my three dear ones and head to where the driver is waiting.

I found senior brother distributing hot air balloons, I also got pink color just like the skirt I was wearing. He smiled sweetly at all the people he met. I returned a smile to him.

Those who saw our scene a lot of speculation sprung up, only daring to whisper - whispers do not dare to be frank. I stopped and glanced at who would dare to talk about me, those who knew my eyes immediately blinked. Because there is business waiting, this time I will not count. But if I find it still the same, sorry I can't promise.

Some action was also lively in the big courtyard of my school. There are auditioning silat, singing, dance, taekwondo, basketball, beauty, drama, and many others that I can't name one by one. I was nervous about the other singer audition participants.

Because of my delay in filling out the absences, I got the last coupon. I breathed a sigh of relief, I guess I'll get the front-runner sequence number. I fan my body which drains sweat. The weather is actually not hot, because I was in a hurry with the time I ran. I drank my sister's vitamin drink again. Em, it doesn't feel bad either.

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I circulated my view where the cheers of the humans were hysterical. Even because of the sobbing I almost got stranded to the floor. Thankfully, my friend was smart. I know he's here not far away - it has a lot to do with me.

He is a Bei Zijin has a height of 174 cm. The personality that belongs to the cold-tongued soft-hearted, proud and arrogant, temperament changed, and possessive. Powerful men, cruel, all tenderness only to little rats. Never mind, a loser like you wouldn't be mentally challenged if you still wanted to climb up to the pulpit.

It's better here to look behind, I'm afraid you'll be a troublemaker in the audition. I saw him carrying a bottle of truth that had been opened. I immediately grabbed him and drank it, lest the little mouse spend it first.

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Since I have already agreed to the challenge, I can no longer avoid it. This time I give up first. I also want to know how much I can sing live. I wasn't surprised by his behavior of taking bottles forcibly. I used to share food and drink with him.

Because many participants who arrived - suddenly his stomach murus, there is also another reason to cancel singing. I also want to, but yes, I can't go anywhere as Bei Zijin's sandraan. Within minutes it was my turn.

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