Sleeping Flower

go into another world? where'sme?

the vague room in my eyes, the gusts of wind from the small window and the sound of the clock-clock-hand throbbing echoed in that direction. My head was dizzy, the body lying on the floor. empty minded about the situation I tried to think what really happened, remember I was in the room and the wind hit hard there suddenly I was not aware and now was in a room that was foreign to me.

slowly I stood my position and tried to look around

'where? been kidnapped? or dreams?' thought

there was no bond in my hand, no cover in my mouth or in my eyes. I was not kidnapped just that I was in an unfamiliar room. My hands could feel and I stood up, crawling through every inch of the wall looking for a switch or a door. Every now and then my body hit something I don't know what it was but I think it was a chair.

'ah, what is this chair in the barn?' muttered.

when my hand touched the switch and turned on the light, it began to look a small and simple room but it looked neat. A clock there, a small mattress and a simple study table, I thought again 'who's this room?'

seeing my clothes is still the same as the last time, my feelings are relieved. At least no one replaced them or there are other magic things right..

"ahhh my bag, I remember telling him in my room why is there this seat?" I said, I opened my backpack and saw the contents.

'i don't know where I am but with my bag it seems like I can live safely.' I murmured.

yahh, the notebooks before the exam, the purses, the rose pendants, the script, the 2 shet masks I used with Rahma during free time, and the 1st version of the comic book there.

"we first find out where this is and what's going on" I said tidying up my backpack and walking to the drawer at the study table.

diary books, laptops, photo galleries and some learning notebooks.

I opened the diary there, and read it carefully.

my diary...

it's the first time I've written this, it's funny. If this book is read by someone who has a bad character and exposes it then I'll be finished.

"hhhh, can I read it?" I said.

'this must be very important to the owner, if I read it without asking permission would he be angry?' thought hard.

'but I need information, right?! anyway I'm not the bad guy who will expose the contents of this book.' I murmured again.

'i read no more?' my eyes turned and dodged the book.

"asss, I'm sorry, even though I don't know who you are. When we meet I will explain." I said open it again and read it.

'what's he going through?' I thought I was flipping the book.

this is ridiculous, ahh not this is the same as usual. book, today I was bullied again. today a little make me waver.who knows I will be bad destiny like this? who wants to? if there is a time machine, I want to go back to the time when I was not born and determine my own destiny.

'what kind of word is this? determine someone's destiny? so ridiculous!' I thought with a smirk on my lips.

mother, father, if indeed you are already above the sky and see me this much pain.I, as the child you have abandoned, only ask for one request.

take me, when the baby kills me. Maybe I will not be tormented like this. From the small many poisons thrown from all mouths to me, many harsh words heard in my ears. insults, taunts, taunts, torment on my body, answer me!!! am I that sehina? am I that dirty? I'm beautiful, I'm rare, I'm smart and I can do everything she said they all envy me...

flips...

but mom, dad.....

I don't accept their envy like that. It's not envy is it?

from birth I do not know your faces, I was born directly you guys throw away the head and said bik isum when heavy rain was greeted by lightning.. am I as cursed as that?

every day dreaming of playing with parents, every day seeing the laughter of children, every day crying alone.I want to change my destiny.no, y'all know?! the site is worse than ever. I can't laugh even if I want to, my face is designated like a sin-maker. Every time someone comes to adopt me, there's always someone saying I'm a cursed child. That person,,,, you know,,, it's useless that I wrote the name of that person.the person who made me like this from childhood.revenge?? no father, no mother. I'm not vengeful, right.

as soon as I remembered my dream, the dream of falling asleep in class, everything was immediately clear in my mind.

flips

hey, if I'm looking for you guys, what's possible? this world is vast and only with that rose pendant? no.. and the baby blanket? ahaaaaha.. actually somehow my mind is messed up lately. that expression is easy to attack all circles. It seems like I have been pinned it, no!!!! nay!! I'm so strong that I got this bad point. Other people aren't as strong as me, are they? especially that guy...

"this man is really crazy because of his despression, his writing is messy and his words are opposite" I said flipped again.

my eyes were round when at the tip of my finger touched a photo that was taped to his paper as well as several sentences

a little bit of happiness and a pile of sadness so one here

"this...what does it mean?"

#nb: every page of diary book that yelvina reads is written with a different day by Roselina.

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