Between 2 part 4

*Go home now*

Ah! This job really makes me exhausted!" Sighed dad. His voice was heavy.

"You talk like that everyday but you keep working without interruption." I criticized..

"I;m working well for you, cover all your needs. And about your mom, she really loves to work. Although she just a volunteer actually." Then the conversation stopped, because I didn't respond again. But I don't immediately spend my food, but wait for mom come home. My father saw me quietly.

"Today... your mother speaking as a motivator for teenagers with cancer. Your mom was a good person, dn't worry about her." Hear that from my dad, I turned, then smiled and nodded.

"Yes, dad. I understand. You also a good person." Then we continue eat. Just in minute...

TINK!!!

"Oh Mom!" I ran to the door, then open it. "Mom! You almost skipped our dinner" I hug her, but she didn't hug me back.

"Thank you, Ashley. But, I'm not alone here. I found him... Similar to me. He has the same badge in his bag with... Why don't you see this,  I struggled to carry him." I looked down, I saw a young man lying half-unconscious. And most surprised me, LUCAS!

"Jeez ... you're very strong! I know him, he's in my class, Lucas! How could... "

"Just take him in! He can be pain if we let him stay outside!" She panicked, and then I told her to take rest. I know she's very tired. So I carry Lucas into the house.

"WHO'S THIS BOY?" My dad shocked when he seen Lucas.

"I know him. He is a friend in school, even though I'm not close to him, but I know him." I'm honest. I'm not lying. Lucas and I almost never speak. "Mom found him in the street, and carried him here. Right, Mom? "

"WHAT! You lug it alone?" Now my father was shocked again.

"I found him in an intersection, a strange thing. There was no one. I had no other thought but to go home. "

"Did he fight, ma'am?" Now I'm restless.

"I don't know. Well Ashley, thank you for your foods. Can I take a rest? "I smiled at her, and she hugs me.

"Yes mom, I'll take care of everything."

"Okay, and take care of him."

"Yes ma'am." And my mother came into her room.

"Wait for me hunn!" Daddy's calling.

"WHAT! Dad should not go!" I took his hand.

"Why? Dad wanted a break, before there was an office job to be done. "

"There is a stranger here! I'll take care of the food, and dad take care of him! "

"No way."

"DAAADDDYYY ....!"

"Come on, you're his friend. I'm done, gotta go!" He kissed my forehead and left. DAD!

Ohh ... what should I do now?! I'm panic!

Between Two Part 3

ENGLISH:

January 23, Whoever you are, I’m sorry for opened this.

This is Night, but I’m still sitting here read for someone’s story.  I know it's wrong to look at someone's diary, but I don't know where to return it. Now nights and I just wanted to go home. I waited from noon till now, who knows the owner of the book or (YA) will go back, but unfortunately, not.

The nights were cold, and I just wear football jacket, no gloves. I'm sorry for whoever you are, but I can't wait much longer. My mother's nt at home, for sure. But this night is too cold for me, so I ll decide to go home. I'll wait for u tomorrow, I know this is valuable to you, but don't worry, I haven't opened all of the pages for this story, yet. I'll wait, but if it pass in 30 days, maybe I'll read it. Maybe I can know who you re, the owner of the book. Sorry I couldn't read the name on the front of book, because it looks like your pen ink is removed, 'cause the water. See ya.

Then I open the cover of the book and see my name erased, because wet. This guy, really, but he s very kind even want to wait for half a day. Then I look at the next page.

January, 24. Intends to restore your book.

I hope this time you came, because I wasn't feeling to save the property of others. This can't be help, I'm feeling wrong to keep the other's diary. You know, it's Sunday and I still come back here. Maybe this would be a long story, because I know I'll get bored while waiting.

Well, so. I didn't want to scribble your book, but since I'm bored to sit alone here, waiting for you to come, I'll try to write something. Like for example, introduce myself. Perhaps you're suspicious or anything, but calm down, this book is safe with me. I don't show this to my friends or something, I keep to myself because I know it's a secret.

My name is Austin Greef. Nice to meet you, whoever you r, but I guess you 're a girl. Unfortunately you didn't mention your name in your daily stories. To be honest, I read a bit to figure out who you are, but I didn't find any. Im 16 years old, and I was still a high school student. Better you also the same age as me, because last night I dreamed you were an old woman. Well, talk about thhis beautiful book, it can't be belongs to older than 40 years old huh. Haha.

So, I live in a place, I don't mean to tell you, but for sure, I just live alone with mymom. My father was a sailor, so he was only at home once in 4 months. Really sad, isn't it? While I'm a man who needs a father, to be taught to play football, baseball, and other things that should be taught by other fathers. My mother was busy, she became a chef or a waiter maybe, I don't know, but she was busy.

Hey, can you wait a minute?

(Shh ... My girlfriend s phoning) # whisper

Oh, she just wants me to come to her house today. Well, about my girlfriend... she s a bit annoying. You know, I'm famous in my school, but not too prominent. While I'm not interested to the girl who wear some make-up, she is. This girl, I just take it as a friend, but unfortunately she thinks more. I thought she was a good girl, but she's not! Should I tell her? Yeah, I ever liked her, but not this time. I ask again, what should I tell her? Oh I really want this like a chat, so you can get back at me and gave me advice. You know, I won't let people cry in front of me,especially if they're crying because of me! I can't be cruel to others, this is wrong.

And, I have to take care of my business on this one. But still, I'm not a bad person who likes to talk in the back. Well, except for myself, but I can'

t express to anyone else, except you. Sorry, maybe you'll search for your diary here, but I'll take it. But when we met, I would return it to you. I don't want anyone else to read it and laugh about it, and maybe they'll tell you the secret to their friends, their other friends, maybe even up to the ears of YOUR friends. Im a thinker, so maybe you saw me a little strange. Sometimes I think too long but you should know, I think for the good of me and the others.

So well, I'm sorry I can't wait at this time... But I'm sure I'll back and wait for you at least in 30 days until you come. Or if needed, I'll wait until you're actually came without any time limit. Even after 30 days though I can't promise for not reading this book, I only ensures your secret is safe with me and I won't lie. K? Bye!

I smiled to myself, there re still good people who care about me though have never met directly with me. I'm really curious, who is he? Even the same age with me. I don't know how can I leave my diary at this place, but I'll remember it when I got home.

He was really great, he even waited until evening. But sorry I can't read the story until the night as well, I must go home.

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INDONESIAN:

January 23, Whoever you are, I’m sorry for opened this.

This is Night, but I’m still sitting here read for someone’s story. Aku tahu ini salah untuk melihat buku harian seseorang, tapi aku tidak tahu lagi harus mengembalikkannya kemana. Sekarang malam dan aku baru saja ingin pulang. Aku menunggu dari siang hingga sekarang, siapa tahu pemilik buku ini akan kembali, namun sayangnya tidak juga.

Malam yang dingin, sementara aku hanya mengenakan jaket football tanpa sarung tangan. Aku minta maaf atas siapapun kau, tapi aku tidak bisa menunggu lebih lama. Ibuku memang sedang tidak ada di rumah, pasti. Tapi malam ini terlalu dingin untukku, jadi aku memutuskan pulang. Aku akan menunggumu lagi besok, aku tahu ini barang berharga bagimu, dan tenang saja, aku belum membuka semua halamannya karena ini ceritamu. Aku akan menunggu, tapi jika lewat dari 30 hari, mungkin aku akan membacanya. Mungkin aku bisa tahu siapa kau, pemilik buku ini. Maaf aku tidak bisa membaca namamu di depan buku ini, karena sepertinya pulpenmu terhapus karena terkena air. See ya.

Kemudian aku membuka cover buku dan melihat namaku yang terhapus disana karena basah. Orang ini benar, tapi baik sekali ia mau menungguku bahkan mungkin setengah hari. Kemudian aku melihat halaman selanjutnya.

January, 24. Intends to restore your book.

Aku harap kali ini kau datang, karena aku  tidak enak untuk menyimpan milik orang lain. Ini tidak benar. Kau tahu, ini Minggu dan aku masih kembali disini. Mungkin ini akan menjadi tulisan yang panjang, karena aku tahu aku pasti bosan saat sedang menunggu.

Well, begini. Aku memang tidak ingin mencorat-coret bukumu, tapi karena aku bosan untuk duduk sendiri disini, menunggumu datang, aku akan mencoba untuk menulis sesuatu. Seperti misalnya, memperkenalkan diri. Mungkin kau curiga atau apa, tapi tenanglah, buku ini aman bersamaku. Aku tidak menunjukkan ini kepada teman-temanku atau semacamnya, aku menyimpan untuk diriku sendiri karena aku tahu ini rahasia.

Namaku Austin Greef. Senang berkenalan denganmu, siapapun kau, but I guess you are a girl. Sayangnya kau tidak menyebut namamu di cerita-cerita harianmu. Sejujurnya, aku membacanya sedikit untuk  mencari tahu siapa kau, sayangnya aku tidak menemukan apapun. Aku berumur 16 tahun, dan aku masih menjadi seorang murid SMA. Lebih baik kau juga seumuran denganku, karena semalam aku bermimpi kau adalah seorang perempuan yang sudah tua, tapi buku secantik ini tidak mungkin dimiliki orang berusia lebih dari 40 tahun. Haha.

Jadi, aku tinggal di suatu tempat, aku belum bermaksud untuk member tahumu, tapi yang pasti, aku hanya tinggal berdua dengan ibuku. Ayahku seorang pelaut, jadi ia hanya pulang 4 bulan sekali. Benar-benar menyedihkan, bukan? Sementara aku seorang laki-laki yang membutuhkan seorang ayah, untuk diajari bermain bola, baseball, dan hal lainnya yang seharusnya diajarkan oleh ayah-ayah lainnya. Ibuku juga sibuk, ia menjadi seorang juru masak atau mungkin pelayan, entahlah, tapi ia sibuk.

Hey, bisa kau tunggu sebentar?

(Sst… Pacarku menelfon) #whisper

Oh, dia hanya ingin aku datang ke rumahnya hari ini. Ohya, tentang pacarku… gadis ini agak sedikit menyebalkan. Kau tahu, aku orang terkenal di sekolahku, tapi tidak terlalu menonjol. While I’m not interested to the girl who wear some make up, she is. Gadis ini, aku hanya menganggapnya sebagai teman, namun sayangnya ia menganggapku lebih. I thought she was a good girl, but she’s not! Apa aku harus memberitahunya? Memang dulu aku pernah menyukainya, tapi tidak hari ini. Ku tanya lagi, apa aku harus memberitahunya? Oh aku benar-benar menginginkan ini seperti chatting, jadi kau bisa membalasku dan memberiku saran. You know, I won’t let people cry in front of me, especially if they’re crying because of me! Aku tidak bisa kejam pada orang lain, ini yang salah.

Dan, aku harus mengurus urusanku yang satu ini. Tapi tenang, aku bukan orang jahat yang suka membicarakan di belakang. Well, kecuali pada diriku sendiri, tapi aku tidak mengutarakan ini kepada orang lain, kecuali kau. Maaf, mungkin kau akan mencari buku harianmu ini disini, tapi aku akan membawanya. Namun saat kita bertemu, aku pasti akan mengembalikannya padamu. Aku tidak ingin orang lain membacanya dan menertawakannya, dan mungkin mereka akan membeberkan rahasia mu pada teman mereka, teman mereka yang lain, bahkan mungkin sampai pada ke telinga temanmu. Aku adalah orang yang pemikir, jadi mungkin kau melihatku agak aneh. Kadang aku berpikir terlalu panjang tapi ketahuilah, aku berpikir untuk kebaikan ku dan orang-orang lain.

So well, I’m sorry  I can’t wait at this time… But I’m sure I’ll back and wait for you at least in 30 days until you come. Atau jika perlu, aku akan menunggumu terus sampai kau benar-benar datang tanpa ada batas waktu. Walaupun setelah 30 hari aku tidak menjamin untuk tidak membaca buku ini, aku hanya menjamin rahasiamu ada di tanganku dan tidak akan aku beberkan. K? Bye!

Aku tersenyum sendiri, masih ada orang baik yang mempedulikanku meski belum pernah bertemu secara langsung denganku. Aku benar-benar penasaran, siapa dia? Bahkan umurnya sama denganku. Aku tidak tahu bagaimana bisa aku meninggalkan buku harianku di tempat ini, tapi aku akan mengingatnya nanti saat aku sampai di rumah.

Dia benar-benar hebat, dia bahkan menungguku  sampai malam. Tapi maaf aku tidak bisa membaca ceritamu hingga malam juga, aku harus pulang.


TO BE CONTINUE.

Between Two Part 2.

TACK! I accidentally kicked the cans, and then picked it up. WHo's exactly throw the garbage on the road carelessly?!!! I squeezed the can, being out of shape.Then I saw someone put the earphones in his ears. He sat in lawn chairs, around the corner from where I stood. Near me. I went over to him, bcause I see a lot of drinks cans and food next to him. I think he was taking the garbage out of place. I dont like people who r  not disciplined, in any case. He broke the rules.

"Hey, excuse me. Do you know this rubbish? "
                 "Yes.? "
                 "I found it in the street, do you know who threw it away?"
                 "Yeah." He removed his earphones. "I threw it away, whts your problem?"
                 "Can you put it into the proper place?" I tried to speak politely, and then he turned away.
                 "Throw it out! After all, you're the last person who pick that thing." Then he opened his snack, try to avoid me. With so annoyed, I threw the can to his head. TACK!

"Hey! Can't you be a little slow? "He yelled at me, and stood up.
"Oh, I thought you were paralyzed, so you cant dispose of trash" I was mocking him. "Throw this rubbish, now."
"Who are you? The janitor? Oh really, you're sucks! "
"No, I'm not. Dispose of this rubbish, to where it should be, now! "I snapped in a low voice, he looked at me minute, then angriily picking up trash and throw it into the garbage with the rough.

"AR U SATISFIED?" He yelled at me, then put all of his things into a large bag. "You're really annoying!" Then he gone. Wow. Those words are really concerning me, I was disturbing a stranger, well that's an accident right..... Ha!

Great, Ashley. More Strangers exist and see you as a bad person. I sat a minute in the chair,occupied by the last man (someone who goes away). Placing a heavy backpack and sighed. Roll up my sleeves because today I'm wearing long sleeves. I see the sun in the distant sky, but feel a little cold down here. I dnt know how God makes everything so beautiful, I'm really a lucky person because they were given me time to live.

SRACK .. I felt something on my leg, then I picked it up. A little note for whatever da content, but seems to know.... OH! I opened the first page in hurry, then look at the writings which I know a little bit. "It's my book! How can this be here?! I looked everywhere!" I shouted excited, then realized just me alone in this park. I re-opened pages. Then there was written last, 23 January 2010. I really didnt expect to find back my diary!
"Why did this get here?" I looked to the right & eft, but there wasn't anyone. I open another sheet by sheet, and see other writings after the 23 January, which I don't know. A little messy, and a lot of question marks on the sheet. I open the next page and found the same post, and more thereafter. But I start with the first page after the 23rd. Someone writes on my book.....


Indonesian;

TACK! Aku menendang kaleng dengan tidak sengaja, kemudian memungutnya. Siapa yang membuang sampah di jalan sembarangan?! Aku meremas kaleng itu, menjadi bentuk yang tidak karuan. Kemudian melihat seseorang mengenakan seragam sekolah dan memasang earphone di telinganya. Ia duduk di kursi taman, dekat sekali dari tempatku berdiri. Aku menghampirinya, karena aku lihat banyak minuman kaleng dan makanan di sebelahnya. Aku pikir ia yang membuang sampah ini tidak pada tempatnya. Aku tidak suka orang yang tidak disiplin, dalam hal apapun. Ia melanggar peraturan.

                “Hey, permisi. Apa kau tahu sampah ini?”

                “Ya. Kenapa?”

                “Aku menemukannya di jalan, apa kau tahu siapa yang membuangnya?”

                “Ya.” Ia melepaskan earphone nya. “Aku yang membuangnya, kenapa?”

                “Bisakah kau letakkan ini ke tempat yang seharusnya?” Aku berusaha bicara dengan sopan, kemudian ia membuang muka.

                “Buang saja sendiri! Lagi pula, kau yang terakhir memungutnya.” Kemudian ia membuka makanan kecilnya, tanpa mempedulikanku. Dengan sangat kesal, aku lemparkan kaleng itu ke kepalanya. TACK!

                “Hey! Bisa pelan sedikit?!” Ia membentakku, dan berdiri.

                “Oh, aku kira kau lumpuh, jadi tak bisa membuang sampah sendiri.” Aku berkacak pinggang dan mengejeknya. “Buang sampah ini, sekarang.”

                “Siapa kau? Petugas kebersihan? Oh really, you’re sucks!”

                “No, I’m not. Buang sampah ini ke tempat yang seharusnya, sekarang!” Aku membentaknya dengan suara rendah, ia menatapku sebentar, kemudian dengan kesal memungut sampah kalengnya dan membuangnya ke tong sampah dengan kasar.

                “PUAS?!” Ia membentakku, kemudian memasukkan semua barangnya ke dalam tasnya yang besar. “Kau benar-benar mengganggu!” Kemudian ia pergi. Wow. Kata-kata tadi benar-benar mengenai ku, tanpa sadar aku telah mengganggu aktivitas seseorang. Ha!

Oh great, Ashley. More strangers exist and see you as a bad person. Aku  duduk sebentar di kursi yang diduduki oleh anak tadi. Meletakkan ranselku yang berat dan menghela nafas. Menggulung lengan bajuku karena hari ini aku mengenakan lengan panjang. Aku melihat matahari di langit yang jauh, namun merasa agak dingin dibawah sini. Aku tidak tahu bagaimana Tuhan membuat semuanya tampak indah, aku benar-benar orang yang beruntung karena diberi waktu untuk hidup.

SRACK.. Aku merasakan sesuatu di kakiku, kemudian aku memungutnya. Sebuah note kecil yang entah apa isinya, tapi sepertinya aku mengetahuinya…. OH! Aku membuka halaman pertama dengan tergesa-gesa, kemudian melihat tulisan-tulisan kecil yang ku kenal. “Ini buku ku! Bagaimana bisa ini ada disini?! Aku mencarinya kemana-mana!” Aku berteriak girang, kemudian menyadari hanya aku seorang diri di taman ini. Aku kembali membuka halamannya. Kemudian disana ditulis  terakhir, 23 January 2010. Aku benar-benar tidak menyangka akan menemukan kembali buku harianku!

“Kenapa  ini bisa ada disini?” Aku melihat ke kanan dan ke kiri, tapi tidak ada siapa-siapa. Aku membuka lagi lembaran-lembarannya, dan melihat tulisan lain setelah tanggal 23 January, yang tidak aku kenal. Sedikit berantakan, dan banyak tanda tanya di satu lembaran ini. Aku membuka halaman berikutnya dan mendapati tulisan yang sama, dan banyak lagi setelahnya. Namun aku memulai dengan halaman pertama setelah tanggal 23.

To be continued.

Message: Thank you whoever you guys who read this...im sorry if I was makin some mistakes when i wrote in English language. This is special practice to speak English clearly, well someone like my teacher is helping me to finish this story...im sorry, I mean to translate it. I wrote the story and yes translated and make it correct, dunno. But after all this is what I can do, so please enjoy and come to visit me agaiin because I'll make another chapter, hope will be in the end... Share this if you like it and I'd be happy and fine. And lemme know about yours too! Just leave in comment guys!

Between Two Part 1. English and Indonesian.

I looked out the window, looked up and sighed. Hour lesson feels so long. I see the sky high there, which complements the beauty of the trees below. Then I looked at my notebook, and then flipping the pages. There are some scattered diary there, which I wrote every time I saw, him.

Now he is looking at the teacher who speak in class. He put down his pencil and chin in hand. His eyes were really paying attention to lessons, while I'm watching him over here. He wass a bit far from my seat, more in front of me. Seeing he's writing, I remembered myself now is writing something about him here. Did he write my name in his note? Did he look at me like I watch him everytime? The more I think, the more I lost in my imagination. And the more time l look at him, the greater my desire to make my fantasies come true.

Shame the note, I smiled to myself. Now I looked at the sky outside the window again, then turned to the rest of the class. Found himself still there, I really liked him. Even now is our 2nd grade, I survived for a year to love him without his knowledge. But deep down, I still always hope; that someday he will realize me.

Kring! And after school bell rang. My class teacher sighed, then go. I cleaned up my bag, put drawing book and my some notes, then walk unsteadily toward the door. A friend approached me.


"You look lethargic today!" She said. She s Selvi, my friend since childhood.

"No. Maybe I'm less excited. After all, it's a new day in the new semester and new classes. I didnt think to continue to feel tense as last year." I smiled at her, and then we walked along. "Oh yea, I wanted to walk. If you want to ride the bus, I didnt force yuo to join me."

"Really? I'm sorry I cant be with you, because it seems like my family needed me today to help repair the house."

"Sure, that's fine. Glad to see you and your family get along. I'm also going to make dinner for my mom and dad. See ya" I split up at the school gates, and Selvi went to the bus queue. I chose to walk, like refreshing my brain was feeling dizzy with all the lessons. Im an ordinary person in the school. Known to many people, but not as famous as other famous kids. Unlike him, the people I love. Favored, but would rather be alone. He is Lucas.

[I'm sorry this is the way I practice my english, is that bad? I'm sorry i made this by myself so I thought it was bad, hope you like it and please wait for another chapter!]

Indonesian:

Aku melihat keluar jendela, menengadah dan menghela nafas panjang. Jam pelajaran terasa begitu lama. Aku melihat langit yang tinggi disana, yang melengkapi keindahan pepohonan di bawahnya. Kemudian aku menatap buku catatanku, lalu membolak-balikkan halamannya. Ada beberapa catatan harianku yang terpencar disana, yang aku tulis setiap kali aku melihatnya.

                Sekarang ia sedang melihat guru yang berbicara di depan kelas. Ia meletakkan pensilnya dan bertopang dagu. Matanya benar-benar memperhatikan, sementara aku disini memperhatikannya. Dia berada agak jauh dari tempat dudukku, lebih di depanku. Melihatnya mencatat, aku teringat diriku yang kini menulis sesuatu disini. Apakah dia menuliskan namaku di catatan pentingnya? Apakah ia memperhatikan aku seperti aku memperhatikannya? Semakin aku berfikir, semakin lama aku terhanyut dalam khayalanku. Dan semakin lama memandanginya, semakin besar keinginanku untuk membuat khayalanku terwujud. – August, 2009.

                                Malu dengan catatan itu, aku tersenyum sendiri. Kini ku pandangi lagi langit di luar jendela, kemudian menoleh ke seluruh kelas. Mendapati dirinya masih ada disana, aku benar-benar menyukainya. Bahkan kini kami kelas 2, aku bertahan selama satu tahun untuk memandangnya tanpa sepengetahuannya. Tapi dalam hati, aku masih selalu berharap.

                KRING! Dan bel pulang sekolah berbunyi. Guru kelasku menghela nafas panjang, kemudian pergi. Aku membereskan tasku, memasukkan drawing book dan catatan-catatanku yang lain, kemudian berjalan dengan gontai ke arah pintu. Seorang teman menghampiriku.

                “Kau kelihatan lesu hari ini!” Katanya. Dia Selvi, temanku sejak kecil.

                “Tidak. Mungkin aku sedang kurang bersemangat. Lagi pula, ini hari baru di semester baru dan kelas yang baru. Aku tidak berpikir untuk tetap merasa tegang seperti tahun lalu.” Aku tersenyum padanya, kemudian kami berjalan bersama. “Ohya, aku ingin jalan kaki. Jika kau ingin naik bis, aku tidak memaksamu untuk menemaniku.”

                “Benarkah? Aku minta maaf karena tidak bisa menemanimu, karena sepertinya keluargaku membutuhkan ku hari ini untuk melakukan pekerjaan rumah.”

                “Tentu, tak apa. Senang melihat mu dan keluargamu akur. Aku juga akan membuatkan makan malam untuk ibu dan ayahku. See ya” Aku berpisah di gerbang sekolah, dan Selvi pergi ke antrian bis. Aku memilih untuk jalan kaki, ingin refreshing karena merasa otakku sedang pusing dengan segala pelajaran. Aku orang biasa di sekolahku. Dikenal banyak orang, tapi tidak seterkenal anak terkenal lainnya. Berbeda dengan dia, orang yang ku sukai. Digemari, tapi lebih suka menyendiri. Lucas.

My experiment & short true story of mine.

Hi all, i made an experiment; A Day Without You. I'm going to make a love story that may not me, but there is in my mind. Earlier I wanted to tell you, I don't have a boyfriend. You must ask why. Why? Because I live with the love of my friends.Maybe you will say it is crap, but that's the reality. You don't know how great they are! They changed my life, very much!!! I don't even care about any relationship because in my brain, the best, are family and they are.

Maybe yes, there's one of a friend could make a hundred problems but told you again, they can solve a thousand problems for me. Maybe I can't smile without them, and now I realize that I found my love. I was 14 and maybe who ever you are reading this are older than me or maybe younger. This is not too late for the beginning of love with friends. You don't have to get any relationship and believe me this is right. You can be the youngest and be childish whenever you with your friends.

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My friends and also me, we just love some artist. We fall in love with some famous peoples and dream about them, that's we call 'falling for someone' but actually in my heart, love is not those artists or famous peoples. My lovely another family is they are. They just so amazing :)

Well okay, I just want you to know that. How did you realize that your friends are amazing?? Be grateful and everything you look will be a positive one. Believe me and I'm not lying.