If I say something that is hard to believe. Will you stay away and think I'm weird? Then we see your reaction when you hear my story being voiced.
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Diana Cantika Luminosa. That is my name. A girl with straight back black hair. Fair skinned. Petite body about one and a half meters and five centimeters.
I stood right in front of a black fence belonging to a white building. An old building that has stood half a century, the legacy of my mother's grandmother. The atmosphere of the night there was so quiet, making my steps hesitant. I could feel the gentle breeze blowing along with footsteps that began to enter the yard of the house, through the fence.
After a few steps in the middle of the yard, I stopped. Observing about which is now increasingly quiet. The sky is dark, but not lonely because there are many stars and a full moon.
I intend to go again. But before, take a deep breath and exhale. My eyes closed. My steps are confident. Now I start the count.
One
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Two
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Three
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Four
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Jegrug! I open the door.
Five
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My heart beat abysmally and continued to step inside.
Six
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Seven
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Brak!
The door I just passed is now closing violently. The shawning was dark all over, but now it is worse because originally the light entered through the door, now there is no light left. Most only from the small cracks that break through, it does not have much effect.
My heart was beating faster, even now my breath is tight. In my heart began to think, 'this time, what will happen?'
Jedoorr!
It sound made me close my ears and crouch. The heart seemed to want to jump in surprise. The lamp that was originally off, is now on. Making sense of vision glare just before returning to focus. The origin of the sound was none other than the party popper who spewed out its contents.
"Surprise!!!"
Loneliness that was originally felt, washed away. The reason is, here it turns out to be very crowded and contrasts with the previous situation. Some trinkets decorate the house and hanging balloons.
Many of my friends approached and greeted, and said 'happy birthday, Di'. A woman leads a sea-blue cake decorated with 15-shaped candles. The woman is none other than Sonya, my mother.
It look on my face shows happiness. And now blows out the candle after saying a hope.
"Huft ... This time it's fortune, 'I thought, relieved.
Calista, my grandmother, came over. But not hugging me, but whispering to Mother and taking the cake from her hand. Grandma's expression was hard to interpret, and so was the expression of my mother, who was now waving away.
I was confused by the situation. Then, Grandma smiled sincerely and removed the confused look that had decorated my face before, and replaced it with a smile. Grandma stroked the top of my hair and asked, "are you happy?"
I nodded and grinned broadly showing the rows of my teeth.
'How could I not be happy?' I thought to myself.
After the party went festive. Many friends who came, both friends during elementary school, and during junior high school. Considering my age now starting to enter high school. The first day of school is next Monday.
The party broke up. I took my friends out of the house because it was late. They said goodbye to me, and said goodbye to Mother and Grandma through me.
After everything was gone, the atmosphere of the house was suddenly quiet.
'Where are Grandmother and Mother?' I wondered.
Since my mother left, my grandmother soon followed. But somehow they did not return.
I climbed the stairs, headed for the second floor. In front of me a dark brown door, I felt the cold there. My hunch tells me that this cold air is coming from a gap in the door that opens slightly, letting the air conditioner burst out.
Faint cry of women from inside. I frowned and began to bring my ear to the door. Crying louder and now began to sob. Suddenly my neck hair shuddered by the cold from the crack of the door that touched the skin.
Ngekkk ~
The door in front of me suddenly opened wide, making me jump. I took a step back with my heart beating fast and my hands holding my chest, so that my heartbeat was clearly felt.
Both my eyes immediately turned around when they saw what was in front of me now. My heart sank and the hand that initially held my chest was helpless.
Both eyes examine. So chaotic. The monochrome-dominated room in front of me was out of the ordinary. Bed cover has broken down on the floor. Clothes that seemed familiar were strewn on the bed or floor. A suitcase opens on the bed, which the sheets are loose. I recognized the briefcase.
Instantly my eyes began to heat up. Now the view is fixed on something. A woman sat on the floor. Turning to me who was frozen in front of the doorway. The woman's face was pale, very pale. The crying voice turned out to be from the woman who was still continuing to shed tears.
I blinked a few times, reducing the heat so the clear liquid wouldn't drip. Set foot into the room. Only about a meter in. A hand holding my shoulder, it looks like there is someone behind. I frozen and glanced at the hand. Lots of wrinkles there, who knows what color the hand is, I don't know because the lights aren't turned on. There was only light from the wide open balcony accompanied by the wind blowing on the thin transparent white curtains.
Someone behind me called and made me startled and woke up from daydream.
"Dianaaa ..." the woman called raspy.