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Behind The Story

Being a writter is not my dream, I just write because i wanted to fullfil my imagination that has been flooded in my mind, everything that is in my brain and heart. I poured it on writting. In here, i wanted to tell a shocking experience. Me and my friend named Rana. Rana is an imangination girl who always disturb my mind, She came to my imagination with no reason. She is so beautiful and cute. I only try to remember who is she looks like. But my thought is like tied with sometting when i tried to remember Rana.

          Me and Rana is cool in my mind. Rana is like trying to convey something to my brain but like what i said, that everytime i started to think about Rana it’s so hard. This night is a lonely night. I am sleeping in my bedroom. Everything is ok and when I started to sleep thightly, i saw a girl on my age, i enactive this is this a dream of real. Everything is liketrapped in different dimension. Where that dimension which i pass is too fleeting and real. Wait, i know that girl. I really sure she is Rana. Within a second i already in the same room but in disorder condition. Books scattered everywhere, bed and blanket thrown, but i stopped in a desk with a photo on the op of it written RANA MERIANA1976, seems like my room is from Rana’s old room. I started to get it why she always come to me. BAM! A body just thrown in front of the cupboard which is in front of me too, i tried to touch that body but my hands feels like emerged that body, i stood just there frozen and frighten looking through a girl ripped by a chopping knife, which that knife is held by a girl who is not far from my age.

          After feeling satisfied ripping Rana, that girl who killed Rana hurried to burried Rana’s body in old cupboard that has padlock. After that Rana’s killer pointed to a photo that hanging in the wall. I really shocked and i woken up from my sleep and running to bathroom fastly. I shocked when i see my mom who’s holding that chopping knife like in my dream. Then i remember that she is the one who killed Rana.  And now suddenly my mom embed the chopping knife to my head untill it’s bleeding. With a little awareness i see my dad and my brother who is cutted into pieces.