Crying To The Moon

I HATE THEM

The doorbell rang and I was still outside the school gate. I was in a hurry to get into class. But when I've got a partition with Brakkk door. And automatically the door hit my left head.

I heard a giggling sound from them at the window. I pushed the door and entered the classroom. I sat in my chair, I accidentally saw Cipta. He looked at me like I was a disgusting person.

I opened my bag, took out a small mirror in my bag. I looked at my face in the mirror. There's nothing weird about me. But why did he look at me with such disdain. What wrong. I never bothered them, I never played with them.

Indonesian lessons begin, all children are assigned to do group assignments in class.1 group consists of six people. They all seemed busy looking for the group. Without anyone to ask me, I finally tried to get close to Sonya, I asked "if I can join the group here." He told me the group was fit for six. I asked another friend if he would accept me and be neutral to me. But they all rejected me. Inevitably I ended up doing the task alone, even though the instructions from the teacher had to be in groups.

"Kasian well alone, no friend hihihi no one wants a bunch because he's a freak hahaha."

jack said while giggling with Cipta.

"I'm also playing with his stupid fear ah, the same group he won't be profitable, we won't get good grades, he's also a quiet person who deserves no one to invite him". He whispered to Jack.

And there were also the voices of Vani and Linda who were laughing at me, the four of them one group. Linda and Jack are a shitty couple. They are the same, usually just giggling while insinuating.

The lesson was over, the time to go home was the thing I was most looking forward to. I came home alone on foot to the middle of the city while comforting myself. Then I took public transport all the way to my house.

Getting home is what makes me comfortable. But when the night started coming, I was restless again, I felt so lazy to go to school with such pressure. Every night I look up at the sky hoping for a miracle. My heart was so agitated, my mind floated imagining tomorrow, I was sad.

I looked up at the sky with the moonlight shining brightly, I looked at the moon and muttered I had no friends at school and I wanted the moon to be my friend from now on. I poured out my heart on the moon. And I cried bitterly on the moon until the light began to be covered with black clouds.

Life is unfair, why should I always feel this injustice. Why my life is shit, I have no friends, I'm not a smart person and I'm not a rich person either.

Since elementary school I've always been treated like this. Being treated unfairly. And I still remember my schoolmate when Elementary School ripped my picture book and ripped my picture, and I was nicknamed the stupid mouse. I also still remember my new shoes were plastered with used gum and the stains kept on my hard-to-clean. I also remember when someone threw me a ball. And when I was sick no one came to see me. My life is full of difficulties.

I hate those who have been evil to me and I have not forgiven him until now. I hope one day there will be justice for me.