
What Does All This Mean ?
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What else does all this mean?
“Open your eyes, do not cover them, look at what is in front of you, your soul is filled with anger, but your anger will create ever greater fiery turmoil in you. the fire you created yourself that will eventually burn your own soul, shut up for a moment and let go of your anger, then close your eyes and trace your heart to the darkest, even most dark side of your soul, which you yourself are incapable of what is on the dark side of your soul, do not let them master. That power is embedded in your soul, make peace with it and calm your soul, seek the end of that dark path, remember the fire of anger will not light you to the true path, and beware of your sight and hearing, for what you see and what you hear can deceive yourself.”
I did not know him, but the words are still very imprinted in my memory, he did not show his face, but he was an old man wearing a white shirt, he came suddenly beside me, then he left after saying that.
The words kept ringing in my head, but I didn't understand what he meant. The night was very long, because until 5 am I could not sleep because of the words of the old man, then I began to lie down to sleep.
Almost all day I slept on that day, when I woke up it was already 4 pm, my thighs were sore and sore, when I saw the wound was an infection, the wound was, but so that people at home don't know I'm wearing trousers and pretending there's nothing.
When I went out of the room it turned out that people were still rame at home to prepare for the study later that night, because it is a tradition in my village when there is a dead person then the family and neighbors will gather in the house to help for the study .
“you from last night have not eaten, now eat again ya” my cousin brought food towards me
“iya later, I want to shower first”,
“just wash your face do not need to bathe” because lazy talk a lot I follow his words.
After eating I returned to the room, shortly after that my older brother came to the room
“you're okay, right?
“iya”,
“you don't daydream much, don't be alone”
I answered him with just a nod, after which my mother also came to the room
“resi has eaten? then I answered him with a nod, too,
“do not in the room let's go out to daydream” then I walk out of the room, my mother and sister continue to pay attention to me, and that makes me confused why they say I do not daydream, in my heart I felt that something was strange.
Later that night at the school, my neighbor and relatives came to the house, and I was sitting near a cousin, his name was Tuti, we had been playing from a small age, because our house was close by, but he did not ask me to speak a single word, unlike usual he was like that, while my cousins and neighbors always asked “resi already mengingan?, don't daydream much ya” and there are still many questions around it.
Because inside the house the more rame I finally went out to go to the front yard of the house, it turns out there is also a rame, even very rame once, but why I do not know them yes, yes, maybe they were from the village next door, but why their clothes were strange, long enough I was stunned to notice them, until one of them hit me, then they all looked at me, and it turns out they didn't have horrible eyes and faces, the numbers were so many, tens and even hundreds, my breathing started tight, my chest hurt, my chest hurt, my feet were cold and my head was hit so hard I didn't know what was going on.
The next morning at 6 and a half I woke up again, with a bruised body and some wounds on the hands, when I woke up it was already inside the house, and around me were my cousins and my mother sleeping.
After that my mother and other cousins also woke up, and they showered me with a thousand questions that if written here would be very much, but there are no questions from them that I answered
“i want to shower first, want to get ready to go to school”.
When I stood up my thigh felt very painful, but still I forced to walk as usual, it turned out that the infection was getting worse, and the wound turned out to be quite deep.
But I kept pushing myself to go to school that day, and it turned out that there were a lot of horrible things I met at school that day...
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