First Day, Another Experience

Okay, good night everyone! I hope ure still wanna read this. Hope so..

Okay then, i wanna tell you something 'bout today. Present in the first day at the school after holiday, was soo boring activities. But before i tell you everything, they seems boring to me. And then, when i said, "I bring my notebook!" everyone looked at me and one of them told me to play the house game again. Everythings changed. So, before i open my notebook, my guardian class told me to clean the class before we play. Okay, maybe it isn't an important thing. And then, one of my friends can't be patient, she really wanted to see hows horror is the game. We were ready to play the games until i didn't realize that many people was there--standing behind my notebook, wanna see it together.

Oh, i forget to told you that in the first day at school we weren't doing anything like studying, or something bored. I still remember how they asked me to open my notebook, and they were so happy when i took my notebook from my bag. They was so busy until i typed the name "The House 2" in the searching box at google. They already took their position to watch that horror games, after i realize there was so many people behind my back. When i've done to prepare the games, i sat in the most behind in that place, so far from my notebook, and i will not see the ghost sooo real and big.

Ah, i forgot. Maybe i should not tell this story to you. It was embarassing, the student of junior high school in third grade, playing this horror game with they creepy faces, and put their hands in their faces, ready to yelling with their biggest voices, and close their eyes when the ghost started to scare them. suddenly, with his big voices, he was coming to my class, standing between the corridor and the door. I still remember when he yelled, it scarer than the horror games we played. Mr. Killer--thats how we called him--was staring us, while we closed our eyes because we were afraid caused the ghosts. He was mad. He told that we're so selfish because we didn't want to give our cleaning set to the second grade students. Nah, you know what? We didn't know that the students wants to borrow our cleaning set. After all this shit things, we were continued our games until it has done.

One question, why i must tell this story to you? Isn't important? No? Okay, if you think so, don't read this or another post again. I just share my experience to you, and i trained my writing skill because i wanna be a novels writers (and this is the last things that i mustn't tell you).

I think thats all another of my experience today, with english? Isn't bad? Or you don't think so? Gimme critics and solutions :) Caou guys! So long and goodnight, guys! There are soo many ways, waiting us to take them in our adventure in the simple and ordinary life!

- A.A.M.R