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EPS 66'S. DON'T BE AFRAID

The lesson hour has shown that the 6th hour of the day the weather is a bit cloudy and it looks like it will rain a little more. The aura in the classroom feels cool because of the wind from the ventilation ventilation of the classroom. Unusually, it was as if what was going to happen, and my feet were very clear about it.

Introduce my name Rizal I sit in class X 3 SMAN XX Banjarmasin and I have a little advantage from other students, the advantage can be called indigo.

Yep. I got that advantage because of the descent from my mother who is indigo. But I did not fully know about my advantages and I did not pay much heed to them.

Back to the initial point. It felt like an afternoon to me, because of the dark weather. The boisterous atmosphere in the classroom continued as if the weather was not blocking them from joking and chatting with each other. Except for one female friend named Uswatun who was in front of me she seemed to be silent without a single word and I paid enough attention to her because I saw something strange to her. I saw a hand around his neck and I tried to greet him

“Hoy!” I surprised him, patting him on the shoulder

“Ah..hh i.yaa?” Her mouth turned

Suddenly the hand wrapped around his neck disappeared and I smiled at him.

“Papa just negur kok”

“Ah hehe yes” reply

Teacher never came, maybe a meeting or there is another need, I went to the toilet to pee because the cold weather makes me not strong to hold it.

Outside the class the wind gusts were so strong that my hair was like random shuffling, I rushed to the toilet. I noticed that left-right seemed lonely, there were no students outside the classroom other than me. It was like I was in that school. After 5 minutes I finished urinating and rushed back to class. I accidentally saw a pitch-black figure enter my classroom. I rubbed my eyes to believe that I had seen it, then the figure turned and smiled at me. I was shocked and stunned to see her face covered in blood. I was sitting languidly on the floor, suddenly there was a scream in my class, as I headed for class. After being surprised I saw the atmosphere in the classroom was very messy, table chairs and paper like scattered scattering. The disciples scattered out and left me with Uswatun. I saw him covered in the black aura I had just seen when I was about to return to class.

“What do you do?” Much

“What I do? I'm having fun getting everyone to notice me” he said rudely

“Please! I'm not afraid. Call them here before your friend dies!!” answerable

“What do you mean?” Approaching him

“I mean? Listen well well good”

Brakk!!! I was thrown into the classroom wall

“Uhukk uhukk”

Because of the pain I coughed

“I just wanted to be found and buried properly, but the school closed its eyes and hid my death. Because of who killed me Siska The headmaster's son, who disliked me long ago because of envy I was always flattered teacher and a lot of boys liked me. I was bullied and tortured mercilessly every day, because of my fatigue and pain I was not strong anymore and they kept me in the back of school. I was kept for 2 days without food or drink. After their third day came, Siska and her headmaster father brought a baseball bat and hit me in the face, and buried me improperly.. for fear of being exposed they removed my tracks and assumed I was missing on the way home from school, my parents were so worried about me I wanted to meet him but couldn't because we were different in nature. Please find my body and tell me everything”

Then Uswatun fell unconscious and the black aura instantly disappeared. I reported this to my homeroom teacher and my homeroom teacher reported it to the police. After going to the CTF, it is true that the body was buried behind the school. Then the principal and his daughter were questioned by the authorities.

I saw the mother of the child crying bitterly at the sight that her child was gone. It is difficult for a mother to accept that her child has returned to HER.

Not long after a white light came to the mother of the child and kissed her forehead.

Turns out it was the figure of the child I helped, she smiled at me and looked on her lips “Thank You”