Free Writing
That night I went to my cousin’s party. At the party, I met my course friends, they were identical twins. They were my cousin’s classmates so they also got the party invitation. I greeted them, and entered the party room together. After that we were separated, and I decided to look for my cousin, my uncle, and my aunt. After talking with them, I went to the toilet. I washed my hand, and when I wanted to go out, I heard someone shouted and pounded on the door. I went to the closet where the sound came from. I opened the door, and someone came out from a locked closet. Apparently, she was one of the twins.
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Poem
List of Sad Thing
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Your presence will never be seen again by my side
The facial expression that became encouraging was gone
Dusty photos become memories on a silent wall
And now I’m here fighting alone
Wrap my head around
Lost you was a bolt from the blue
Lost you leaves an unexplained emptiness
Many things are thought of, like a perfect storm
But difficult to express
The feeling of longing can appear suddenly
In everywhere and every situation
No matter in the crowd though
So sometimes I have to be smart to hide emotion
And I was still feeling a bit under the weather
But loss has taught me many things and now I face each day
With hope, and happy memories to help me on my way
I hope every cloud has a silver lining
The fact that you’re no longer here will always cause me pain
But you’re forever in my heart until we meet again
I cried when you passed away
And I still cry today
Although I loves you dearly
I couldn’t make you stay
Your golden heart stop beating
We laid you down to rest
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Memoir
My Hardest Struggle
There was one of the hardest time of my life, where at that time I had thought to stop continuing my study. It was on 17 April 2018, in my hometown Central Sulawesi. That was the day I had just lost my mother after 5 months before I had lost my father. During the day I felt completely empty and discouraged because I had lost everything and even lost the spirit of my own life. So, the thought arose to stop my study because there was no longer any reason for me to continue, that’s my thought that day.
A day, two days, three days, even weeks I spent my time thinking about this. Every day I asked myself, will I have to stop or continue? If I stop, I might disappoint many parties, in this case my family. But if I continue, I will trouble and even hurt myself. At that time, my heart said that I really did not want to continue my study.
Until one afternoon, at that time I was tidying my mother’s room. When I was in that room, immediately all the events that had happened between my mother and I even with my father, everything popped up again. It’s like a video recording played back. I remembered the time when I asked permission from my mother and father to study outside the island of Sulawesi, and was very far from home. I remembered when my mother and father were so proud of me for trying to live independently, and I also remembered their faces that looked heavy to let me living away from them.
I remembered all the struggles they had put in so that I could realize my wishes, and be in this position, and how they tried so hard to make my wish come true. Instantly these memories made me felt guilty and aware that the thought not to continue my study was the biggest mistake. How much they tried so hard for me to be in this position, if I stop my study I will greatly disappoint these two people whom I love so much.
After what happened that afternoon, I thought again, and apparently there are so many reasons for me to continue my study. There was so much support that I got from my sisters, and the whole family. And I remembered what my father and mother said: “Finish what you have started and never give up no matter what happens”. Finally I decided to go back to Jogja and continue my study. And from this problem I learned not to decide anything when you sad, and never give up no matter what happens.
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Short Story
My Love Acski
This afternoon, after school I was picked up by my father as usual. Such a tiring day ruined my mood. All the way home I just remained silent. Arriving at home I immediately headed to my room, on the second floor. When I opened the door, I was shocked to see my room so messy, pillows and dolls scattered everywhere, milk and chocolate spilling over the bed. There I saw my little sister Adel, playing a puzzle and looking at me like she was innocent. I felt very upset, my mood was increasingly broken.
I left my room and sat in the living room. Suddenly Acski, my pet dog came close to me. Every time I came home from school, Acski always welcomed me, and I always held him to spoil him. But it was different that day, because of my bad mood, I did not care about Acski’s existence around me. I just turned around and slept on the sofa. Slowly the sound of Acski’s footsteps moving away, I thought he was annoyed. But I decided to continue my sleep.
In the afternoon I woke up from my sleep. I saw quiet around me. I decided to enter my room again. And I saw my room was clean and neat again, it seems my mother had tidied it up. I took a shower, and change clothes, I feel refreshed and my mood was getting good. After that I decided to go down to the first floor, looking for my family. I saw my mother cooking in the kitchen, my father was drinking coffee. I just greeted my mother and father, after that I decided to go to the yard to find my sisters. There I saw my older sister Susan doing work on the gazebo with her friends, and Adel was playing swing.
After that I decided to look for Acski. I went to his cage but nothing. I searched around the cage, in the front and back yards of my house, in my house, in my room, in all the rooms, but I still couldn’t find him. I also asked my father and mother, as well as my sisters but no one knew where Acski was. Because I was upset and I got angry and blamed my father, mother, and my older sister for not taking care of Acski, I also blamed Adel because she often invited Acski to play and forgot to put him back in his cage. I was upset and immediately cried and left. I looked for Acski in my mother’s garden. And how happy I am when I was see Acski sleeping near an orchid. I walked closer, but after I saw clearly it was Max, Susan’s pet dog. I was sad and upset again. I decided to look for Acski around my house complex, to the park, but there was nothing.
The day was getting late, and Acski was still missing. I felt sorry because I had ignored him earlier, he might feel upset and no longer want to see me. I’m afraid that Acski left me. I came home feeling upset and very sad. When I got home, my mother told me to have dinner first, and after that we would look for Acski together. My father, my mother, Susan and Adel apologized to me for not taking care of Acski. Instantly I felt very guilty for venting my frustration to them, even though this was my own fault.
After dinner we looked for Acski again, in all corners of the house. And suddenly Adel called all of us to my room. We all gather in my room, I saw Adel standing in front of the cupboard where I kept my dolls. Adel opened the door and there was Acski who was sleeping between the dolls. How happy my heart was, I approached the cupboard, and immediately hugged Acski. Acski awoke from his sleep and saw me hugging him. Acski also looks happy, seen from his eyes.
I apologized to my father, mother, Susan and Adel for venting my frustration to them. Not to forget, I thank to Adel for finding Acski. Through today’s incident I learned that, don’t vent your anger to other people, moreover blame others for your own mistakes.
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Biography
My Great Uncle
Yosdrik Alatinge or commonly called Yos, was born in Lukpanenteng, on April 17, 1977. He is an employee at a company in Japan. He is my uncle. He is the 8th child of 9 siblings. He is my mother’s little brother. He had a nice and bleak childhood. He liked to play in the forest and set bird snares with his friends, he also liked to shoot fish in the sea. But because of his pleasure, he was often scolded by his father, mother and siblings.
He went to elementary school in SD Lukpanenteng. After graduating he continued his junior high school at SMPN 1 Luwuk but only reached grade 2 because he often skipped classes. So, finally he went out and returned to his village in Lukpanenteng. Then in the village he raised chickens for 2 years, then continued his junior high school at SMP Tataba and graduated in 1995. Then he continued his senior high school at SMKN 2 Luwuk and graduated in 1998. After that he took the KLK course in Nambo for 3 months. Still in the same year he took an internship test to Japan but failed. While waiting for the next internship test, he worked as a construction worker. In May 1999, he took another internship test to Japan and passed the test. After passing the test, he took a Japanese language course at BLK Palu for 1 month and BLIP Ceves Bekasi for 3 months. In September 1999 he went to Japan for an internship.
During the internship, he lived his days well and passionately. Because so much time and energy he had sacrificed, and also so much effort had been done by his parents and siblings so he could be in this position. In order to realize his dream to work in Japan, he left the people he loved, especially his mother who was sick. Lack of communication tools at the time, made it difficult for him to give news as often as possible to his family in the village. He could only call to the village once in 2 weeks even sometimes longer than that. Lack of communication with his family made him worried about the news of his family, especially his mother. But he still tried his best to stay focused on his main goal.
Until one night, in 2001, he dreamed of meeting his mother, and in that dream his mother said that she would go. Before he could ask where his mother was going, he was awake. After the dream, he called his older sister (my mother) and told his dream, but my mother said that everything was fine. He agreed with what my mother had said, but he kept thinking about his dream. One month later after his dream, his mother died. But no one told him, because his family was afraid that something unexpected would happen to him. Until after almost 2 weeks his mother died, still no one dared to tell him. Until finally he called to his village, which initially only to ask how his family was doing but instead ended up receiving news that he did not want. When he called who received it was his older brother Mastopel, but his brother also did not said anything about it. He only said that to call my mother in an hour, there was something that my mother wanted to say, he said. Hearing the orders from his brother, made him a little suspicious that something must have happened. And an hour later he called my mother, and there my mother told him the truth. And my father said “Yos must be strong, we have tried our best but God has called mom”. He knew the news that his mother had died, after his mother had been buried for 12 days.
One night he cried, until the next day he did not come to work. For more than 1 month he lost enthusiasm and almost gave up. But he remembered his father’s message before he took the test to Japan, he said, “If later you pass the test and go to Japan, whatever happens with our family in Indonesia, even though your parents died, you must not go back home just finish your internship, finish what you’ve started “. Remembering the message given by his father, made him knit his enthusiasm and stopped giving up. He continued his internship, and his life returned to the way it was before, he returned in high spirits. He wanted his mother who was far away, proud of him.
When his internship for 3 years was finished, he returned to Indonesia to get married. He married with his wife Hagihara a Japanese nationality. After his marriage he returned to Japan and worked as an employee at the Yugen Gaisha Company Nanri Seishakusho in the field of production machinery serving as the head of the group. He also became a permanent citizen in Japan.
For me, he is an extraordinary person. He is cool, he is able to realize his dreams, he is able to remain enthusiastic and not easy to give up. He is successful in his work. He has a salary that is more than enough to fulfill the needs of his family, even he is still able to help his siblings who need his help, and also helps others who are not even his family. He is a great husband, and a great father of course. We have almost the same story, the loss of our parents that we love the most. But he is still able to live his life, he loves his life, and he does not live despair. From him I learn to keep the spirit to live my life, and love my life. I want to be like him, realize my dreams, and be succeed with the job I choose, so that I can help others who need my help. But he said to me, “You must do something more extraordinary than I do”.
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Testimony
I would like to say thank you to Mr. Septa for teaching me in Creative Writing class. In this class I can learn how to write creatively. I can learn how to write a good poetry, short story, biography, memoir, and so on. Maybe my writings are not good enough, but I will try to make better compositions in the near future.
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