Kosan Dwellers?

School Story (Part 1)

In this episode, I want to tell you about school. It was only after that about when I was KKN.

But this school story I'm going to write is not about "Love in School" huh, haha.

This relates to the story of Elisha, who had 'friends'.

So in my school, I was in 2nd grade High School in one of the State schools in my city. I happened to be in the 2nd class of IPA 3 which numbered 40 children in one class. Well, there was one of my classmates who looked like Elisha, call her Maya. He likes to talk as if he is old, not according to his age. And the sign that he is not talking is, his eyes like the lyrics while a strange smile anyway.

It started when we followed the extracurricular inauguration. Even I do not understand why from the time I was Junior High, at the inauguration there was always an upperclassman who disguised himself as a ghost. Whether it's a pocong, kuntilanak, or just hiding behind the bushes and then suddenly crying. In school you guys are like that no, huh?

My day SMP for example.

(I told you about the time I was Junior High? Maya is pending a moment.)

That night was the story of the inauguration night. We were all divided into groups and slept in class. Rumor is, my Junior High has a class that is considered horror, which is a corner class. The classroom building in my school that is considered horror is the building that forms the letter "L", the building is right facing the main square. And on the indentation of the letter "L" that's where the class is. Can you imagine a building with the shape of the letter "L"?

Incidentally in the corner class was minimal sunlight that entered there. Maybe because it is located behind the direction of sunrise, plus in the middle. Be that dark morning there. Coincidentally in 3rd grade, I finally felt like a year of living in that room.

Back to the inauguration night.

That night we were sleeping in class. Until midnight we were asked to get up by senior brother and told to immediately put on our scarves to cover our eyes. We're manut. Each of us immediately moved the scarf that was originally tied around the neck into an eye patch. After our eyes were closed, we were asked to wait patiently in line because it would be taken one by one by senior brother heading to the field, with closed eyes of course.

I don't know what the reason is. The point is we from the classroom with the condition of the eyes that have been closed, taken one by one and then they bring it to the middle of the field.

One by one the senior brother began to move us towards the field. Until it was my turn.

"Come on!" Said firmly. I can only be manut.

My hand was slowly guiding him.

"Be careful" he said again.

"Where are you going, brother?" Askaqua. I was just worried that they would prank me and take me to which room.

"Have come. The cover should not be opened until there is an order, yes!" Say again.

I'm nodding.

But in my condition at that time, I was drawn to those who were truly destined to be blind. How hard they are to get through their days in the dark. Subhanallah.

(Have we been thankful for the favors of the vision that God is giving us today? May we always wear our eyes to see good things. Aamiinu.)

I walked following the guidance of senior brother. Until I got somewhere when the senior brother stopped his steps.

"Yes, stop!" Said. "Sit here yeah. Don't move, don't slide, just stay here!"

"Yes, brother" I replied.

At first I was worried that I would be taken to a class, then left there alone. In fact, I was put on the field. I can feel the rough surface. I try to fumble around me. There's nobody there.

It's me alone what how?? I thought at the time.

One by one I finally heard a scream whose voice was a little far away.

OHHAA!!

YAAAA!!

"Now, don't ignore that voice! Just focus on each one! Beware, the mind must not be empty!!" One of the seniors gave instructions.

Well, I've just parno when there's an order, "Mind don't be empty!".

I don't understand, what is an empty mind? Just by imagining it, I can't.

Isn't our mind always full of these things?? Think of schoolwork, think of pocket money, think of mother, father, brother, sister, neighbor, or even?

Oh, uh.. Be careful, it's more horror!!

What is that empty mind like? Well I don't know.

Let's move on.

Shouts for the sake of shouting are heard. I don't know whose scream that is.

Senior brother's voice from a distance was heard.

"Let's run, run!!"

Lah? Who was told to run? Why am I told to sit?

I, who was in a closed-eye position, imagined this. How old was I then? The 15-year cycle seems to. The age of SMP only.

I waited long enough for my turn. Until one hand reaches for my arm.

"Come, it's your turn" he said.

I was asked to stand up and open my blindfold. I opened it soon out of curiosity. And O Allah, I have deserved to grope like there is no one beside me. Our Wongs, the juniors in the system, sat far apart at about one meter from one junior to another.

I was led out of the field by the senior brother. Until he said,

"You are now the way out the gate. Then follow the sign. From the gate later turn left, then continue until the end, then turn left again. Understand huh??"

I nodded despite the fear.

Well, I want to give up. How not? In the middle of the night blind, I was asked to walk alone around the school through the front gate?

My school is on the side of the road. But at 1 pm so, the highway is also deserted yakali.

Bismillah. I began to walk step by step towards the ordered route.

And believe me, I was 15 at the time, who usually went to the toilet at night and asked to be delivered, this was told to go alone? O Allah, this body trembles from head to toe.

From the field I walked past the library. Darkened.

Keep walking through two classes. Darkened.

Walk through the second gate. Lonely, there was no one there.

Until I get to the main gate. In my school there are two gates. The main gate the big gate. And the second gate is only a small gate, about only entering one motorbike.

I go out the main gate and turn left. I was out of school by then. I walk straight until I find a turn. I turned left as ordered. And from that left turn I went back into the school district, but it was the back of the building.

From a distance I saw two comrades in arms stopping in front. I'll approach them soon.

"Why?" I asked them.

"St.. In front of me was someone, "he replied asking me to be quiet.

"Where?" I'm curious.

"It's in the corner of the toilet."

I noticed that there was something moving. But I don't know what it is. I finally stopped with them there. It is also impossible dong I choose to continue walking alone? So horrified.

A little while ago, another new person came. We ended up being five at the time.

"Where is this?" Ask one of us.

"Yes how else. Just go on yuk!" Answer the other.

"OKAY. Together yes," the other pinta.

I'm a manuuut anyway.

The five of us walked simultaneously through the site by site. Slowly walk. Until soon we were close to the corner of the toilet, until ..

YO!!!!!

One pocong jumped out of that corner.

"YETOOOOOOOO."

We all screamed in a rush.

I finally found out what that scream was like when I was in the field. It turned out that the voice came from juniors like us as we passed through the corner of the toilet.

And yes, that pocong is our senior brother.

See? At first glance, what benefits do you try?

They asked us to walk alone in the middle of the night, and then they were surprised by the appearance of a pocong? Ckckck.

The night finally changed in the morning.

That morning we were cleaning our luggage because it will be held closing ceremony. In my spare time I talked to one of my close friends, Atin.

"Eh Vi, what did you see last night?" Ask Atin to me. The appearance here means the ghost sighting of upperclassman yaa.

"I just found a pocong behind the toilet. You anyway?" I asked back.

"Back toilet? Which one the hell?" Atin asked in wonder.

"That's a loh whose way is turned to the front of the gate" I replied.

"Well, how come it's there?" Atin was confused.

"Well, is that the route? Out the gate?" I'm convincing.

"I don't know. The person routes his way to the front of the classroom hallway," he replied.

"Front of the gate, tauuu!!" I don't want to lose. Because the route goes to the front of the gate. Not in front of the classroom. The proof is that I met a lot of friends in the middle of the road, right?

"Well then I'm the wrong route dong?" Atin was confused himself.

"I thought I was asked to walk down the hallway to tau" Atin said.

"So who did I see last night?" tanyakanya.

"What did you see?" I'm curious.

Atin begins the story.

And it turns out he's on the wrong route. The hallway he entered was the classroom hallway that formed the letter "L", which had its horology class in that corner.

"So I walk down the front hallway. I passed his class one-on-one. From the first class it was empty. The second class is empty. The next class is empty. Well, up to the corner class, there's a candle flame of one...."