My GIrl

-a very short story-

My school life was :

sucks, obsolete, and robotic.

I never knew what it’s skip the class,

cheat on the exams,

or “walking away” with the girls after school.

I only knew the holy school’s trinity :

studying-homeworks-exams.

boring.

Likewise I :

under-knee skirt, tied-hair, anti-smile-face.

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..and the girl with the greatest smile

were sent from above :

transferred from nowhere school,

stay in my neighborhood,

school in my school,

and even sit next to me in my class.

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I cold like a freezer,

Everybody knews.

But she was so audacious.

She asked me join her :

to rent comics and walked with her after school.

At first, I rejected her silly offers, of course.

...but I felt pity on her,

when she coaxed me,

and gave me her greatest smile.

So I agreed with her.

We rent comics after school,

and we walked to home after school :

together.

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Every school day.

Very exciting.

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Oh, beautiful Friday.

That was the fifteenth we rent comics together

and I started my how-to-smile-lesson from her that day.

then..

she said the unforgetable words with her greatest smile :

“You go home first. I want to register my Japanese course today.”

Surprisingly,

I felt very upset

because that was the first time we didn’t walk to home together after school.

“Ok.”

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but I was wrong.

that was my last time to see her greatest smile.

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She was stuck in the middle of a hell-crowded,

a student-crowded,

who fight against each other on the street

with stone, with knife, with gun.

...

She was frightened,

She ran so fast

and crushed by a motorcycle.

...

She died.

She turn back to above..

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My Girl..

I felt so empty.

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I dont wanna go to school anymore.

I feel so empty.

Really, I am.

(Fildzah Izzati)