a little black dress.

I went outside and it’s raining. After a few weeks without rain, at last it falls on today. Apart from that, I saw a girl holding an umbrella. She’s wearing a nice pitch black dress. I wonder how old she was because she was too young to be alone in this kind of weather.

I was too late to class. So, I don’t bother about that girl too much. My class wasn’t to far from home. It takes me about 5 minutes walking. But on rainy day, it might take a long time than usual timing.

On my way to class, I felt uncomfortable. I don’t know maybe it was just my instinct. Because, normally this road kind of busy. But today, there are no others except me.

Suddenly, I heard a sound of footsteps following me from the back. Well, I am not bothering it too much. What makes my heart beat faster was, she’s the girl that I saw in front of my house just now. I knew it because I could recognize her umbrella.

Then, it stopped. I heard that she fell down. I turned back immediately and carry her besides the road. I asked her whether she was okay. The girl remains silent. “Where is everybody?”, I asked for myself. I need someone to look over this girl. My class will started at any seconds.

Without hesitated I started a conversation with that girl. “Where are you going to?” she looked at me with a warm stare. While I was waiting for the answer the girl stood up. She didn’t reply me a words but just left me by taking opposite pathway.

About 5 minutes, she was disappeared from my eye sight. Only then, I could move my body and straight to the class. At the end of the lectured my friend told me something that I could never forget. It was a girl hit by a car near to my house this morning. And that girl was on her way to home wearing a little black dress.

2010

Do everyone's know what I’ve been through? No! Sure they don’t. Even my family didn't realize what is going on inside my heart. You know, my heart was filled by wound that never been treated. But, only I know how painful it was.

Start from early of primary school; I always play with friends without knowing the meaning of friendship. What I know is I'm happy to be with them.

When I was in high school, friends were meant so much to me. I always need them to share something whether is bring happiness or sadness to us. For me, that time was heaven, until one day I had been betrayed by my only best friend. I shouldn't tell you what was happened between us but it did hurt my heart.

After that incident, I hate to get closer with people named friends. I were too phobia to get dumped again. So, my friends always left without me. These pains were never heal even at once. I'm trying to change that kind of attitude. But still it takes time to get into the track. Unfortunately, the same thing is happening to me. Sometimes, I feel like I've been cursed.

In the year of 2010, I'm hoping that I may survive. But, my thought seems to be wrong. I really need friends. I don't care if people say that I was desperately to have friends, yes! I admit that I do need friends.