Indigo Story: Half the Way

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"We try to open it" Vivin put the key into place and the box can be opened. When Anya saw the box she was surprised what was inside.

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A small heart-shaped necklace with blue diamond eyes, a small family photo of Anya and a diary book. Anya saw a letter attached to the cover of the box.

Anya took the letter and read it.

Dear Anya, dear.

You are 16 years old now. It's as if childhood will come off the trunk. Anya mom gave this to you, whether or not mom was by your side. That necklace is a relic of your grandmother, I hope you use it. I'm sure you'll look beautiful.

Diary for you dear there are indeed some sheets that have been filled by the mother, because in the past the mother's diary was only never used. The diary was also a gift from your father.

Anya you must be confused as to why there are photos of our family, it's because if you've grown up. I hope you don't forget all of us. Please take good care, dear, because this is a treasure that is very valuable but not too big. For Anya and Abie's brother are precious sons to your mother and father. Mother believes in you.

Love from your mother.

A tear flowed from Anya's eyes, as if reminiscent of excessive longing. Dion who saw Anya crying immediately hugged her, "Anya don't be sad dong later father and mother Anya more sad" Dion said soothingly.

Anya wiped her tears, she looked at aunt Vivin and Om Dion. A smile was re-engraved on his face, he did not need to be sad. In front of him was still a family that he loved very much. Anya took the photo and saw one person who had never heard of.

'Brother Abie, where's brother?' Inner Anya.

Anya POV-----

At 8 pm aunt Vivin and Om Dion returned to their respective apartments, I returned alone in this house. For that I took a bowl of ice cream in the refrigerator, and enjoyed it in the room.

I opened my mother's Diary, looking at the writing she had written on it. One sentence that made me feel sad.

I know, he loves me right now. But now I have the perfect family. Aron looked angry as he kept coming and seeing me, I don't know what he was going to do to my family. I am obviously no longer in love with her.

I was surprised to see my father's name in my mother's writing. But what does this writing mean, who keeps coming to see mom.

Drowsiness began to feel, I lay my body on the bed. And immediately closing both of my eyes, it was getting dark but a light started to lead me somewhere.

•HIS 'Dream•

"Well you calm down, yes, we will definitely save big brother. Anya don't cry anymore. Don't be too fast, it's too dangerous" one woman said. He sat in the back and hugged his son.

"Can't Mom, I don't want anything to happen to my son" the man replied. The sound of the car horn continues to sound, the car drove quickly chasing the car in front.

Arrive at an intersection, when the car wants to brake. Suddenly the car brakes did not work. As a result, the car cannot be controlled.

"Dad how is this" asked the Woman restlessly, she continued to hug her child tightly. The man was agitated, trying to control the car.

Till.......

A truck drove up and hit the car. The car was reflected very far away, the sound of screaming was heard from inside the car.

The siren sounds. People gathered at the accident site. Witnessing the horrific incident, the car and truck were destroyed.

Brug......

I woke up from my sleep and fell out of bed. I saw the clock, it was still midnight. I rubbed my face violently, cold sweat began to pour out.

"The accident kept ringing out of my mind" I sighed trying to calm myself down.

A knocking sound was heard from the outside door. I stood up and walked open the door of the room, a quiet atmosphere. I don't know who comes in the middle of the night like this.

The closer I got, the more weird the smell. The stinging smell of blood made me want to vomit. I looked at the window, there was no one outside.

I walked back to the room, but before I could continue. The knock was heard back, I walked slowly towards the door.

Again I looked out the window, but there was no one. The wind felt, and my hair stood up quickly.

I looked around, like someone was watching me. I closed my eyes, trying to feel where he was.

You can see me, then help me find her.

I was shocked to hear the sound but there was no form of it. "WHO ARE YOU, SHOW ME YOUR FORM!!!" I screamed, I don't know what I said. But obviously that would put me in trouble.

A male figure, his face deathly pale. Blood was seen flowing from his head, as if it had been struck by a very hard object. Just show up, he's wearing a school uniform. And a chain that surrounds his neck.

The figure of the man I had seen in school, more precisely in class. I immediately took the couch cushion.

"What's that pillow for?" Ask the figure astonished.

"Ji-ka ka-kamu said I a-a-kan glued on the tire-tal i-i-ni" I stammered.

The figure raised his hand towards me. The pillow slipped off by itself and drifted away from me. I was shocked, and looked back at the figure.

"What are you" I said. The pillow suddenly dropped by itself.

"I'm a magician" answered the figure lightly. I narrowed my eyes, as if I had just found out there was a ghost like her in this world.

"I'm the guy in your class. People call me a ghost waiter, but I don't want to be called that" he said.

I rubbed my hair, "if you don't want to be called a ghost, then what do you want to be called??" Ask me

"My name is Hendra, call me Hendra" he said slowly. Anya stared silently at Hendra from top to bottom. He must really pay attention to it, he is really a ghost figure or not.

"You can stand up, but your feet don't go to the ground. You are like living but not breathing. You can joke around but your face is pale as rice" Ketus ku.

Hendra shook his head in disbelief, he was like the wrong person to help him. "Eh, it's not you who made my friend possessed. How dare you make him like that" I said.

Hendra laughed but looked a little creepy. "You're a strange child, a ghost in the opponent. Well it was me who did that, it was all because he was speaking impolitely towards my class" I fell silent.

Did he just say my class. "That's your class?" Ask me.

Hendra nodded, his face looking sad as if he looked crying but, no tears flowing only blood kept coming out of his face.

"I can't help you, I'm too scared to do that" Hendra stopped him from looking at me sharply. Now his figure is more creepy than before.

I gulped, then closed my eyes. "Please go, I can't help you" a small whisper began to be heard from the earlobe.

The louder I said it, the strong wind began to feel. The window opened and closed quickly, leaving me shocked.

When everything started to feel quiet, I ventured to open my eyes. The figure of Hendra was no longer in front of me, I immediately ran towards the room quickly.

I was staring at the clock on the wall, still midnight. And all sorts of voices are being heard out there. Including objects that fell and broke, the sound continued to be heard until 3 am.

I woke up sitting on the floor, again looking at the clock. At half 4, I stood up and opened the door slowly.

It felt lonely, and dark. I let out a sigh of relief, I stood up slowly. Walk slowly towards the living room.

"Again looking for me yes" I was shocked when I saw Hendra's figure appear just like that in front of me. But this time his figure was not creepy than before. Blood did not appear on his head, although his face remained pale and cold.

"Ah forget, uh for a moment you will make me to help yourself right" said I cynically.

Hendra fell silent and turned in the other direction, "Well I never forced, actually I want you to help me. But I'm sure you need some time to think about it, so you've already resigned me" I smiled a little.

He's really a very strange ghost, I walked over to him. "Hendra thank you" I said slowly.

He looked over quickly, his face looking happier. Unexpectedly from this figure, he looked very handsome. Somehow he could be a ghost, but I'd rather he look like this.

"Well, may I ask you for a friendship" I retreated slowly.

"I beg you, I'm alone in that place. Some people often use rituals to call me. At least I can complain of being upset with you, I promise I won't hurt you" Seeing her confession I'm more confused.

"It seems like I need some time, because it's new to me" Hendra looked down, his face looking sad. After a few seconds he faced then nodded and just disappeared.

I let out a heavy sigh, saddened when I saw someone like that. But I can't just accept it, maybe I'll ask Brother Dion for this kind of trouble.

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I left early this morning, really early in the morning. Well this is all because Hendra woke me up.

The smells were very pungent, making me have to get used to it. The IPS class was on the 3rd floor, several times I felt that someone was following me.

I kept stepping up the stairs, I kept thinking that it was Hendra but the truth is. It's not Hendra, more than I know.

When I got to class, I went in and sat down in my chair. Immediately I set my hunting breath.

"What's up Anya?" Hendra suddenly just appeared beside me. Makes my heart beat fast.

"Seriously, why should it appear like that" I said annoyed. Hendra chuckled, he walked towards the blackboard.

"You know, this was my class. Formerly this class is not too good, the board still uses a chalk tool. But now using black markers. Unfortunately I don't know why I keep being here, alone. I miss someone Anya, she never appeared in front of me. I didn't know he was like me or still there" he said, staring at the blackboard.

I looked down, he seemed to miss someone he meant a lot. But I can't help anything, I'm still a rookie.

"Hey Anya, since when can you see a creature like me?" Ask her curiously. He disappeared and quickly appeared in the back seat.

I took a breath and slowly exhaled. "When my family's car was hit by a truck, my parents died there. I still survived, I only remember the screams and cries of the moment, and the last hug from my mother. My aunt said I was in a coma for 2 months. And after I wake up from my coma, I can see you."

Hendra with Oh~ length. Then he reappeared in front of the blackboard, I was wondering why he was constantly returning to that place.

I wanted to ask, but if I asked, he would keep asking me to help him.

"Oh yes Anya, I tell you not to leave too often too early or come home too late from this school" he said as he rubbed his hair.

I raised an eyebrow "why?". Hendra let out a long sigh, then he raised his face "This school has more waiters than you think, this school used to have the same students as you. Some of us asked for help in a good way, but others terrorized them very cruelly. The result is many who moved, even to the hospital" he replied quickly.

I gulped, I didn't want to go to the hospital. If this school has a lot of waiters, what about the hospital. That's a lot more, wrong eits not a lot. But flooding the hospital.

If I move, it's not good with aunt. He had to work hard to fund my school.

Crates

The sound of the bell ringing soon the class will start, as usual my classmate will confirm who is in the class. If there's one friend they'll be fine.

Unfortunately they do not know, if the waiter for this class is Hendra. A very strange, and naughty ghost. I still wonder why ghosts prefer to appear suddenly, if slowly they might not be feared.

I smile a little when I think about it but don't take it long. The reason is that only one teacher has come, if I continue that smile of mine then I will be considered a madman. Worse, they will be called forward.

The first lesson is finished quickly because this is still the first beginning of school, more precisely the second.

The break bell rang, everyone exited the classroom and rushed towards the cafeteria. Luckily I had my lunch, so I stayed in class. Even though my classmates had explained that it was dangerous, I still did not respond to them.

Because what they said was Hendra, somehow Hendra who was like that made one school scared.

At recess, I looked at Hendra in confusion. He prefers to go around the board repeatedly.

"Hey Hendra, how can you scare a lot of people" I asked. Hendra laughed loudly, he made me grimace in fear.

"Somehow, I just popped up and they yelled" I stroked my chest for my patience.

"Have you ever walked anywhere other than in this class?" Ask again. Hendra raised his hand, I still don't understand.

Then he pointed in a direction, I immediately saw. Now both my eyes saw my classmate standing at the door of the classroom. Their eyes looked around and then looked in one direction - me.

They ran inside and looked at me intently. "Oh, yes, you're not afraid to be here. The waiter of this class is your friend, you stupid girl" she said without feeling guilty.

Before I stood up, a wind blew. They were nervous, both my eyes were staring at the woman.

My other classmate yelled and ran outside, just me and my friend.

Tables and chairs suddenly moved on their own, instead of being afraid. The woman pulled out her phone. He recorded us in class, then pointed it in all directions.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING" I yelled at him, he looked annoyed. He quickly pushed myself to the point of falling, my head hitting the table behind me.

"Hey stupid ghost, can you show up when I record you" he said. I stood up slowly, the pain felt in my head.

A blood appeared on the blackboard just like that, the woman approached slowly. I stood up quickly and immediately held him back, he brushed off my grip.

An extremely sinister scream was followed up with a rotten face emerging from the blackboard. That figure went into my friend's body.

I screamed "Hendra stop", nil he didn't listen. My friend Hendra was running amok and kept ripping his shirt off. He also slammed himself into tables and chairs.

He ran towards the teacher's desk, and picked up a pair of scissors. I rounded my eyes as he tried to hurt himself.

I quickly ran towards him and tried to snatch the scissors from him. Until the scissors hit my palm, blood dripped from my palm. I grimaced in pain, then looked at him sharply.

"Hendra is this who you really are" He fell silent and looked at me. Suddenly his body trembled, then a black cloud just walked out of his body.

Brakes

The classroom door was broken by the security guard, they immediately entered in the follow some teachers behind them.

One of the teachers approached me, he looked at my wound and turned to look me in the eye.

"Can you see them".

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