45 Days of Terror in the PKL

Episode 1's

My name is Joana I'm a student at one of the best universities in my city. I live with my parents on the island of Sumatra, precisely North Sumatra Province. I live in Medan City, now I am 21 years old I am a 4th year student. Entering the 4th year I was very excited because the course I was waiting for finally could take, PKL (Practice field work).

I am very excited because in this course we students in my faculty will be given the opportunity to mingle with the community and live with the community, socializing directly with the community for 45 days. How could I not be excited when I knew we would be placed in a village close to the beach, yes for me it was vacation time.

But apparently, without me realizing I would receive a surprise that I will never forget in my life, a life experience that will continue to haunt me as long as I breathe. Things I never imagined I would experience, things that I thought didn't exist, things that I used to always cling to if someone told me that.

To me what exists in this world is only the real that is visible and touchable, another thing I cannot see I believe is that it is only born from the human subconscious as well as every delusion that exists in every human mind. For me such a thing if it happened would only happen to a handful of people, a thing that is hard to accept with logic, hard to accept with common sense and very unlikely if it happened to me.

However, I experienced it, felt it was real now for me even very real and I could not explain it in words. When I experienced it I was amazed, amazed at how great it was to have such a thing, one that I could not explain with common sense. Although repeatedly trying to find the logic so that it can be explained easily but I never found the logic.

I also never thought I would fall in love with a man who wasn't my type so unlike me, even my desire to start a romance at the end of college was unthinkable to me. Just thinking about the title of the thesis is enough to make the contents of my head full, there is no room for anything else.

It made me forget my main goal, but made the other side of me detectable little by little. Even I who have myself do not know that the other side is in me, this really was never imagined by me but it was in me.

This is my story, starting in a village located 75 km from where I live, a small village called Tanjung Beringin Village. A beautiful little village, beautiful, with a very beautiful beach decorated with white sand, small pebbles and the aroma of the sea that makes me feel calm at first.

But it turns out to keep a myriad of mysteries that until now enveloped my mind with various questions that I will never find the answer. But I can keep it in me for a living memory and learning.

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To be continue.