First love

First love

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Cerita tentang bagaimana aku bisa berteman dan bertahan dengan seorang laki-laki yang dingin sepertinya. Karena yang aku tahu, aku menyesal karena tak mengungkapkannya sejak dulu hingga aku merasa kesepihan seperti ini. Aku tak perlu berpacaran atau menjalin hubungan yang lebih dari sebuah pertemanan, yang penting aku bisa menjadi temannya saja itu cukup. Perasaanku bermula ketika aku mengagumi dirinya sebagai seorang teman. Dia bernama Mark, tak perlu ku tuliskan namanya lebih lengkap. Aku bertemu dengannya sejak kelas 1 SMP . Kisahku bermula ketika kita menjadi teman dekat dan aku terjebak ke dalam perasaan yang lebih dari teman, dia seseorang yang terlihat sinis dan tak murah senyum. Dia juga terlihat seperti orang yang tak bersahabat, namun ketika kamu telah berteman dengannya, semua penilaian awalmu tentangnya patah seketika, karena Mark adalah seseorang yang baik dan asik meski itu tersirat. Dia juga seorang cowo sederhana, dengan baju kaos dan celana kotak-kotak selutut dia tampak lucu bagiku dan menyemangatiku untk pergi les. Aku saja terlambat untuk sadar akan kebaikannya juga senyumannya yang jarang diberikannya. Yang aku rasakan saat ini, aku merindukannya dengan celana kotak-kotak dan baju kaosnya
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MAD WOMAN

My sister has always attracted the wrong crowd who didn't hesitate to take advantage of her meek heart. Right from small, Zikora's naïvety always made me fight with every single one of her 'friends'. I have never been comfortable with any of her so-called friendships. Not even the one she was in at the moment with her new roommate. Funny enough was that I actually liked their relationship. It was pure, true, and more of a sisterhood. For the first time in history, Zikora made a true friend. I inwardly approved of the friendship, when the girl in question, didn't think twice in lunging a frying pan at my little sister's ex-boyfriend. And I know as you're reading this, you may ask yourself, what was my issue then? My issue wasn't with the friendship, but the babe herself. Her appearance reminded me of that Disney princess that had the complexion of a vampire. Snow White, very innocent looking creature. But that girl was the definition of a werey in disguise. Chineke ekwela! And I know you've already started judging me as the problematic character already. I am not problematic, she is. You may begin to think that okay I'm probably overreacting. Oga, Aunty, I am not overreacting. On the first day of meeting her, this babe carried her old fashioned okrika shoe that looked like it suffered for nineteen years, and threw it at the glass of my car while I was driving. Aunty, ha si na hel zipụ gị, ma-ọbụ site n'oké ọhịa ọjọọ dị n'obodo m? {did they send you from hell, or from the evil forest in my village?} That one is her business sha. She should just carry her small bum bum and stay on her own, because she's really getting on my nerves. I don't blame her, because she knows she's fine. That's why she's doing all this bullshit. But all that I know is using the word 'mad' in a sentence, I would say; Biboere Mirabel Madagascar is a MAD WOMAN. Come and fight me.

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