My merit
#1 Of everything

Introduce my name Dito Septian, 16 years old, original people Jogja, of course because I was born in Yogyakarta, still living together with Father and Mother, Mother Kelaten, my father is Jakarta. Before moving to Yogyakarta, Mom and Dad lived in Jakarta, because of the business of Dad and also My Mom who was holding me, making both My Parents have to move to Jogja, and I was born there.

As time went on, I grew up to be a cheerful child with lots of friends, but that changed when I started sitting in High School, I became a child who was labeled quiet and strange in the school environment, even in the home environment was not much different from the school, my only friend was Dimas, and that was because he was my brother.

How could I not be branded like that, if I just screamed and frightened all of a sudden. You must already know the cause of why I scream and fear, especially if not, and nothing else because of fear due to ghosts, spirits, jinn, and a nation of the like, who approached me, he said, honestly, I hate it the most when I accidentally look at them, especially when he knows if we know where they are, he will be pretentious and familiar with me, come up to me and look me in the eye.

It has been my greatest pride that I have ever felt like a normal teenager, of course, when I was just a normal teenager, I am a child who is not too interested and believes in things that smell mystical things especially with things related to ghosts, for me they are just myths and do not exist in this world, he said, I am very confident in that opinion and believe that it does not exist in the world.

my opinion has completely changed about them, my outlook towards them has also changed, my interest in them has become more and more uncontrollable, all the things that I had set and thought about them changed instantly like water that had been shed. It all started on my first day in High School, not expecting this to happen to a kid like me.

I want to ask you, do you have the deepest fear?, have you ever seen the spirit of a dead person?, seeing a black shadow and sometimes seeing something that does not enter the mind, even just in the form of a smoke or even shaped like a hologram, what's worse is that he shows us things that we've never seen in real life, like blood, incomplete body shape, blood-stained wounds, scary faces, bulging eyes, and so forth that cannot only be explained through words.

If so, congratulations you are just like me. Now we will be friends of fate, of course it is not a pleasant thing for all of us who feel it, yes, even a scary suffering. But take it easy slowly and over time, those of us who feel it will start to get used to these things, and begin to be able to control them.

This is where my story begins.

Yogyakarta, Friday 2 November 20XX

"Dit, get up School?" said an old woman woke me up softly, opening my bedroom curtains. Who else if not my mother, "Dit quickly wake up, you don't want late." exclaimed My mother again woke me who was still lying on my bed.

"Yes ma'am, Dito woke up, love Dito in a minute." I asked the mother who was now sitting on the right side of my bed.

"No, let's get up now." My mom pinched my leg, though it didn't hurt too much but the pinch made me get up right away.

"How are your eyes?, is it still suddenly blurry?" my mother asked me to make sure my eyes were not good for a month, for some reason, for some reason, suddenly my eyes sometimes become blurry and look some silhouette shaped assortment but most often is shaped like a human, if my eyes have returned to normal as before, the silhouette would suddenly disappear from my eyes.