Today I wake up very early, no matter this is a Saturday where I off and do not go to college. Usually I use Saturdays and Sundays to wake up in the afternoon because I don't have to prepare to go to campus. But today is different. at five o'clock in the morning I smell good with my white t-shirt and black jeans. I packed my clothes and utensils into the big suitcase I had brought with me when my parents kicked me out of their house.
Today I officially returned home after months I stayed at Becca's apartment. All night Becca and I spent alone together to just cook, watch movies, and chat.
Becca walked over to me with her face shabby because she just woke up.
"Are you sure you want to return to your house today?" Becca asked.
I nodded firmly. "Of course. I have reconciled with my family and I have to go back to them, Becca. For months I have been giving you a ride here," I replied.
I saw the sad look on Becca's face - as if she couldn't let go
I rushed down the steps to the small church or what is commonly called the chapel in this monastery. Some of the sisters looked at me irritably. Yeah, I haven't been here a week, I've pissed them off with me. How come? I, who are not used to getting up early and following the eucharist at five in the morning, have to follow it. A tall pastor began reading the Bible this morning. Huh, it turns out I'm a little earlier than yesterday. Yesterday I was late for the Eucharist, even the pastor was home. Today's Eucharist is progressing faster than any previous day. I walked back to my room. I haven't set foot on the first step yet, Sister Clara called out to me. "What's the matter, Sister?" I asked. "Looks like you can't keep up with our routine, can you, La?" Of course not. Hey, I wasn't here because I wanted to. It was the absurd plan of my parents. Even now I don't know what my parents meant to send me to the monastery
Shinee's Ring Ding Dong sounded loud at four in the morning. I, who was actually still sleepy, had to open my eyes and go to the bathroom to take a shower. yes, I still have to get up early and take a shower in the morning because I have to work helping the sisters prepare their breakfast. I arrived at the door of the monastery -- I pressed the bell by the door. A nun named Sister Mary opened the door for me. "Good morning, Sister," I said in a greeting. "Good morning, Ella," replied Sister Marry. "Have you taken a shower?" I nodded. "Do I still smell or look like I haven't showered, Sister?" I asked, kissing my own armpits. Ah, it doesn't smell. I even had time to spray perfume on my underarms after applying deodorant there. Sister Marry laughed. "No, you don't smell, La. I'm just asking because it's rare for virgins your age to shower in the morning." I laughed lightly. Who is still a virgin? I asked myself. I'm not only no l
I walked towards my dorm. Every now and then I stretch my stiff muscles because I am tired of working to help the nurse all day. It's been two weeks I haven't gone to campus. The reason is simple, I'm not in a good mood to study. Crazy indeed. .yeah, let's just call me crazy Ella. I chose to spend my time in the monastery -- helping out whatever I could to the nuns, no matter how broken my bones were. Super Junior's No Other is ringing loudly on my cell phone. .Yes, I just changed my ringing tone, it's still Super Junior's song to cheer me up. Humairah's name was printed on my cellphone screen. My face became radiant. Humairah is my best friend since we were both in elementary school. It has been five years or more I have not met this beautiful girl who really likes to wear the blue hijab. .it was because Humairah had to return to Saudi Arabia -- where she came from. Since her biological mother died, her family decided to return to Saudi Arabia. Humairah and
Bugh! Regina kicked me hard in the stomach. Not long after, a thick, red liquid leaked out of my mouth. Yes, it is blood. I'm so limp. I -- who is anemic sufferer, has to be short of blood again. My head feels dizzy. God, if I have to die now, I will die in peace. I have no grudge against them. I will forgive them and not fondle them, I told myself. However, it seems that God still wants me to live. Looks like God still has big plans for me to live. God brought Brandon and helped me. "GET AWAY ALL OF YOU! WHAT IS THIS? WHY ARE YOU BOTTOMING ELLA? WHAT'S WRONG WITH ELLA?" Brandon shouted loudly -- making everyone who was there speechless. "You three!" Brandon pointed to Regina, Leonarda, and Avila. "What did you do to Ella?" "We're just teaching bad mothers a lesson. What's wrong?" Leonarda answered. "How true are you?" "What do you mean?" .Leonarda asked, not understanding what Brandon was saying.
Brandon was not long in my dormitory, he then said goodbye to go home. "What is wrong?" Brandon asked as soon as he saw me put my puppy eyes on. "I'm afraid to meet Karina," I replied. Brandon, Becca, and Veronie already know about my problem with Karina. They know that the mastermind behind all of this is Karina. "It's okay, you take it easy. Come in, she already missed you," Brandon said. "How do you know she missed me?" I asked. Brandon smiled sweetly while stroking the top of my head affectionately. "Ella, believe me -- Karina isn't actually that bad and she misses you." "But ..." "I'm coming home," Brandon said as he ran into his blue car. I paused to stare at Brandon who was slowly leaving. Should I go into that room again? Oh, God, this is scarier than running into a ghost. Ceklek! I opened my bedroom door slowly. Karina was lying on her bed while playing with her
I dry my hair using the hair dryer in my room. I pour a little hair vitamin and spread it all over my hair. "La, don't you smell a strange smelllike ... hmmm ... like a burnt smell, "said Karina, sniffing like a police sniffer dog on duty. I thought for a moment -- trying to remember what I was doing. Jeez! I screamed. I just remembered that before taking a shower I bake my cake dough in the toaster. I ran towards the kitchen. Sure enough, the scent of the burnt got stronger as I approached the toaster. and .... Woah ... A bread with a burnt brown color came out of the grill. I put my cake on a serving plate, tapping it a little on the table to get rid of the emptiness a little. "What's all this? Why does it smell burnt? What are you doing?" I swore to myself as soon as my dormitory mother came and grumbled. My bad feeling suddenly appeared when the woman came. It is not without reason that I always think negatively abo
"Come on, it's no big deal, Becca. Everyone must have kissed before. Calm down," said Veronie trying to calm her and say that everything will be all right. "I've never kissed anyone before," Becca said, surprising Veronie and me. What? Did you hear right? Becca hasn't kissed before? Wow, how rare. "You don't trick me, Becca. Everyone our age has kissed, "said Veronie evasively. "That's right. Not even a few of us -- including me -- who are not virgins," I replied. "If you don't believe it, whatever. I'm just telling the truth," Becca replied. Veronie and I fell silent. Is it true that Becca has never kissed before? That is absolutely impossible. moreover Becca is older than me. Becca continues to grumble -- cursing his stupidity. "How can I be so aggressive with a Brandon White?" Becca ruffled her hair in frustration. Veronie and I exchanged glances -- telepathically to discuss what we should do to calm Be
I woke up when the sun began to warm against my skin. What time is it now? I asked myself as I reached for my cell phone to check the clock. Jeez! It's 9 o'clock! I ran to the bathroom to clean myself. Quick as a flash I took a shower so I could go to campus. Even though it was an hour late. That is better than not going to college at all. I'm wearing a blue shirt and blue jeans. I rubbed my face with a little baby powder and a little pink lipstick to my lips so they don't turn pale. After tidying up, I drove my bike towards the campus -- riding my bike at high speed. I don't care about the other riders cursing at me. I arrived at the basement of the campus and I saw a group of men flirting with a girl who was none other than Becca. they touch and even want to rape Becca. I ran towards them. Armed with my taekwondo martial arts, I kicked them one by one starting from the one with the biggest body. The fight