Win and Lost

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Time is running out. Ever since I called Lyra that night, tomorrow

the day Lyra did not attend school, for reasons of family permission, until now.Even though tomorrow I start competing. Lyra shouldn't be like this. There are

up, but I don't know.

The next day, right at 08.30 my name was called, and several rivals

another, to follow the 400m run. We started wearing match clothes.

My heart was beating fast, I just kept on taking a deep breath. I said

in my heart, "Don't let my spirit, which was so big yesterday,

defeated just because of 'My Fear' today, and not even two words

it made me shrink and ended bitterly. "

We also started to step onto the field, heard the voices of people in the stands

shout at us. Suddenly my heart was beating faster. When we all

entering their respective lanes, the match committee began shouting on cue,

"Runners are willing ... Ready ..." after that a gun sounded "Dorrrr ..." the runner was too

started running, including myself.

I try to run with this leg's ability to move,

as fast as possible, no matter what happens the point I have to go first

first arrived at the finish line, until in the end the finish line was only 10 meters away

again, but there was a rival next to me who started to precede me, suddenly I started

persisted and closed his eyes and began to wake up the sleeping giant inside

my body. Until finally I reached the finish line.

I opened my eyes, it was dim in sight, everything was dark but old

over time it shows too, and my eyes are getting more and more clear to catch something that is on

around me.

"Congratulations you get the Gold Medals Guf!"

It feels like a dream, but it's real! It's true, this is real! It turned out to be all that I was

the struggle was not in vain. In the end I can wear a gold medal

smiling proudly. "Lyra see thanks to your motivation, I can make it happen

everything I want. " I said to myself when I started to walk in

into the classroom.

But in class I don't see Lyra, I only see Niken who is

shed tears while looking wistfully at me.

"What is wrong with you?" I asked curiously.

"You already know the news yet."

"What news?"

Then Niken took me to a place that was already familiar to me.

Tomb.

"Why did you invite me to this place?"

However, Niken still didn't answer my question, he just pulled my arm and

started to sort out the road which was still made of red earth which was muddy because

it rained yesterday. Until in the end he showed me something, him

told me to read his name, RIP. SALYRA PUTRI GAYATRI.

Suddenly the tears flooded my cheeks, without me being able to contain them anymore. I

cry! The friend who used to encourage me and motivate me is now gone,

There won't be anything else that always strengthens me when I fall, nothing else will

give me a shoulder when I need it to lean on, it won't be there anymore

that tight hug. Now everything is gone and gone without me being able to prevent.

The next struggle may be a struggle that I don't need to talk about anymore

to anyone.

If only I didn't think about myself, and I should have

feel that my friend has a malignant disease. I'm selfish!

Regret comes last, now I can only stare at Lyra's grave

hope he is well there.

Every day after training I always visited Lyra's grave and always brought

This MEDAL is for him. For my friend

THE END

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 09, 2020 ⏰

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