Final Writing: How does it feel to be dead? (Non-Fiction)

Shabrina Eilien Khalishah/180410150025

Vacation, vacation, vacation. Bali? Jogjakarta? Ugh, anywhere but Cirebon! Anggun Martha Bethari was so sick of her college stuffs, she needed vacation more than anything. It was a nice day actually, Anggun just finished her shower and ready for the day with her close friends, it took her at least 30 minutes to get ready. Once she stepped out of her house, the young lady could feel the wind blow her long hair. The long-haired girl moved her head to the left and then right, waiting for her friends to come, they said they will be there within 10 minutes. Oh, one of the things she hated the most, waiting. Her eyes widened when she spotted two girls walking side by side, approaching her. “Oh wow, you said 10 minutes and I’ve stood here for more than 15 minutes.” A long sigh escaped her mouth as she started walking, followed by Nana and Marsha. The girls had planned to visit a new cafe near Anggun’s house. People said they serve the most delicious pancakes ever, though she didn’t really believe what people said. “How’s your granpda, Nggun?” Nana broke the silence between the three. Anggun kept quiet for a few seconds before she shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know, I’m not sure,” she hesitantly replied, “I haven’t visited him yet, maybe tonight.” She continued, biting her own lower lip. Suddenly Anggun felt bad because she had not visited her grandpa even though he already hospitalized for a week, but she quickly covered it by trying to talk about something else. The day went well as she expected it to be. They had fun at the cafe, eating, drinking coffee, even taking picture and gossipping. There was something bothering her when she was on her back to her house. The thing that made her sad without knowing the reason behind her sadness. She used to feel it before and something bad did happen to her. “Where were you? Mom was looking for you but she went to the hospital already.” The voice of her younger brother successfully brought her back to the world. Anggun blinked her eyes several times before looking at Dean. “I went out with my friends. Ugh, why mom didn’t call me? Are you going to the hospital now?” Instead of replying her, Dean walked away, ignoring her as usuall. “What kind of brother is he?” The girl muttered under her breath as she walked upstairs. It was around 6:30 in the evening when she heard some noises, actually her father was talking on the phone, and she decided to go out of her room. “You are going with me to the hospital. Granpda wants to see you since a few days ago.” ‘Wow, really? Not even a single hi and he just told me what to do.’ Anggun rolled her eyes and went back to her room to get her stuff. “I know I haven’t visited grandpa yet but ugh, I’m planning to visit him tomorrow, why today?” She kept grumbling while following her father to the car. The car ride to hospital was kinda awkward because both of them didn’t even say anything. “You go to his room first, I need to buy some meds.” Said her father before he walked away. There she was, walking alone to her grandpa’s room. She noticed someone standing by the door once she arrived. “Where is your dad?” Anggun shrugged her shoulders and went inside. Her body freezed just when she saw her grandpa was laying there. His skin was very pale, he seemed like he was unconscious. She didn’t expect to see her granpa in this condition. “Is he okay?” She whispered to her mother. “Not at the moment, but I’m sure he will be okay.” In fact, just some mere words weren’t enough to make her sure that he is okay. Her grandpa didn’t seem like he was okay, not even a bit and she knew that. But oh well, she tried to hide it, it wasn’t the right time to make her mother sad, was it? The clock kept tickling and it was 7 when she walked out of the room to get some air. The aura around her felt so strange, she didn’t like to be around hospital. This place was full of tears, blood, death, hopeless people, she hated it so much. Anggun sat in the nearest chair. Her eyes were looking straight in front of her but her mind was full of so many things. She started the day with happiness but once she went to this place, it felt like the happiness is gone somewhere far away. “No… He is still here, isn’t he? It’s not possible…” One of her eyebrows raised when she heared those words. The next thing she heard was her mother crying, literally crying while calling her name. Her heart skipped a beat, she hesitantly walked in to the room. There were her mother, her father and her uncle in the room, standing near the bed. She clearly heard the crying noises. It wasn’t just her, they really cried. Anggung take a few steps forward and the first thing she saw was her grandpa’s face covered by white fabric. That was the time when she realized that he was gone. Anggun didn’t cry, not even a single tear. But it didn’t last long until she broke in tears along her family. It’s been a while since the last time a family member of her passed away, she almost forgot the feels and now she felt it again. “No, don’t tell mom yet. Let’s just ask Dian to drive her home, let Anggun meets her first.” Her mother was trying so hard to speak while crying on their way to her uncle’s house to pick up grandma. “What about Yusuf?” Her father asked, trying to calm his wife while driving. And there was Anggun, crying alone in the back seat, she was blaming herself for being a bad grand child. Her granpda always wanted to see her since before but she didn’t even spare her times to visit him, even for a minute. In the other hand, she felt lucky that she at least had the chance to see him for the last time. The so called Vacation days turned into gloomy days. Anggun kept blaming herself everyday, wishing she was there to accompany her grandpa. She kept crying, remembering how much he loved her. But it’s not only that, the thing that made her more sad was, her grandma kept blaming herself for not being there in the last few minutes of her husband’s life. Though she knew that her grandma was the best wife every men could ask for. She still rememberd the look on her Yusuf’s face when he reached home from Bandung and had to face his father’s dead body. Everything felt so wrong after the death of her grandpa. There was like a distance between the family. Her mother refused to meet her aunt, only God knows why. Her grandma kept crying almost every day. And Anggun? Oh, she wished she could just change back the time, she wish she could control the time. But it’s too late, isn’t it? It’s been a week since the day her granpda died. Everything was falling apart. Anggun sat on her bed, scrolling her LINE messages only to read and didn’t even bother to reply any of them. A long sigh escaped her mouth as she laid her body on the bed and stared at the ceilings. No, she didn’t cry, she was indeed thinking about her grandpa. She was wondering how her family would be after his death. Well, for now, her family didn’t feel like a family how it used to be. But she amazed of how a death of a person impact the rest of the family. Whether a good impact or other wise. “Anggun, come with us. We are going for lunch.” That was she heard after a few knock on her door. The lazy Anggun just nod and closed her eyes for a few minutes before getting ready. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was a mess, her face looked very pale with no make up. She stood there, staring at herself for almost ten minutes. “How does it feel to be dead?” Anggun whispered, “Is ‘The World After Death’ real?” She continued. Another knock on her door made her almost jump in shock. She brushed her hair in hurry and walked out of her room. “Why don’t you put on some make up? You look very pale, Anggun.” Her mother said once she saw Anggun standing by the door. Anggun did not reply, she only stared at her mother and without her knowing, tears slowly pouring down her cheeks. “Mom, how does it feel to be dead?” A smile made its way to her lips when she said those words. The next thing she knew was, she passed out.

Word count: 1,502


Final Writing: An Additional Member (Fiction)

Putri Saraswati Sekarningtyas/180410150077

An Additional Member

“Baby.” Said Miles slowly.

“Yeah?” Lottie replied while she rolled her body so that she could face her husband.

“I’m going to Bali on May 4th for some office stuff, and it’s very important that I can’t leave it. Are you going to be okay? Or do you want to stay at your family house?” Miles asked her very carefully, scared that she would cry.

Lottie was still confused with what Miles just said because she just woke up, so she still couldn’t process anything. Miles knew Lottie’s mind was still somewhere else so he waited until Lottie fully opened her eyes. When Lottie finally gained her consciousness, she sat right up.

Immediately, Miles sat right up too and held Lottie, rubbed her belly, and said, “Wow, careful, babe. Remember, you are carrying our baby in your belly.”

Lottie glared at her husband and put on a questioning face, Miles knew that look meant that she need a further explanation, so he gave her a more detailed and further explanation.

“Look, baby, I’m going to Bali on May 4th with my off–“ Miles did not get to finish his sentence because Lottie cut his words off.

“But I’m about to pop any second!”

“I know, babe. Please, listen to me first, okay?”

“Okay. Go on.”

“So, I’m going to Bali on May 4th maybe until the 7th with my office to work on some really serious project, and I’m afraid you can’t come. Are you going to be okay here in our apartment all by yourself? Or do you want to stay at your family house whilst I go, so you don’t have to be all by yourself?”

Still, it took Lottie about a minute or two to process what her husband just said. Her first instinct after Miles said he is going to go to Bali is to come with him, but she knows it’s not possible, and Miles would be very busy with the project and would not have the time to accompany her. Aside from that, she knew Miles would not be able to concentrate with the project, knowing she is all alone in the hotel room. She knew she had to stay at her family house, because that was the best option for right now. “Okay, Miles. It’s okay for you to go, I understand. And I won’t come with you because it’s just not possible. I think it’s best for me to stay at my family house, at least I have my dad to help me if I need some help,” said Lottie wisely. Miles was shocked when he heard what Lottie just said, he even had his mouth hanging open, because he did not expect an answer like that. He thought Lottie would beg him so that she could come with him, because he knew Lottie wanted him to be there when she is in labor and she was about to pop in any second.

“Oh my God. Babe? Are you serious?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I?”

“It’s just– I don’t know, I did not expect that answer at all. Okay, so, should we call your mom to see if it’s possible for you to stay at her house while I’m gone?“

“Yeah, okay. But I don’t have my phone with me right now.”

“It’s okay, I’ll call her.”

Miles dialed her number, but it went straight to her voicemail, twice. So he called Lottie’s father three times, but he didn’t answer all of it. After they tried to call her parents but failed, they decided to just message her brother. When Miles was about to message Lottie’s brother, she just remembered that their family – her mother, her father, her brother, and her sister were planning to go to Singapore. Lottie told Miles to ask her brother the date they were planning to go, so he did.

Her brother replied at noon, he said that their flight would be on May 6th, and he asked why Miles asked, and it happened to be Lottie who read the message. If her family’s holiday started at May 6th, then it would be useless if she went to stay at their family house. She thought she would just beg to Miles so that she can come to Bali too, because at least she could just call Miles if something happens. Lottie replied her brother message and said, “Okay.”

After begging and begging and begging, Miles finally gave up and bought Lottie a ticket to go to Bali. Medically speaking, Lottie should not go on a plane, because she was on her last three month of her pregnancy. But she and her husband did not even care a bit because going to Bali was the only option they could take.


At the plane, Lottie suddenly felt her belly harden, and she had a contraction. Miles panicked and did not know what to do and there was nothing they could do because they were up in the air and the pilot just could not land on wherever he liked. But the flight attendant did help Miles and Lottie by giving them the number of the nearest hospital. Right after they landed, Miles called the hospital and he booked a taxi to go to the hospital. Luckily, they did not bring any baggage, they only brought cabin luggage, so they did not have to wait for their baggage and they could go to the hospital straightaway. But unlucky for them, especially Lottie, the minute she tried to get up from her seat at the plane, she bled out so much, it looked like she just made a new pool out of her blood. The flight attendants and the land crew also panicked and they gave her a wheelchair and she was rushed to the taxi.

As soon as they arrived at the hospital, she was rushed to the USG room, and the doctors and the nurses were already there, waiting for her. After the doctors looked what was wrong with her pregnancy, it appeared that the baby was stressed because of the flight, the baby’s heartbeat was so fast. The doctors concluded that Lottie had to go into the labor right away, or neither the baby nor the mother would survive. Whether Lottie and Miles wanted it or not, it had to be done, even with zero preparation. Lottie could not have a normal birth due to her eyes condition and bladder infection that she had, so she had to go under operation. After 3 hours of operation, at 4:42, the baby was finally born and it was a girl. Lottie and Miles cried. They cried because they were really happy that the baby was finally born and healthy. Miles even shouted, “Woohoo! The baby is finally out of your belly! I love you!” but Lottie was too tired to respond him.

Even so, Miles was still panicking even after the operation was done and the baby was born. For the first 10 hours, the baby had to be in the incubator due to all the stress she was going through at her mother’s belly. Miles went back and forth from his baby’s room to his wife’s room, until Lottie told him to calm down.


Miles did not answer.


Miles still ignored her.


Finally, Miles answered, still in a panic voice, “Yeah, baby? You need anything? What can I help you? Should I call the nurse?”

“No, baby, I’m fine. I’m perfectly fine. Look at me, I’m alive. I survived, and so is the baby.”

“But the baby is in the incubator, how could I be calm?”

“Yeah, I know the baby is in the incubator, but we know for sure that she is in a good hand. You do really need to calm down. You panicking is not helping at all. I should get some rest, yet here I am, trying to calm you down.”

Before Lottie said what she just said, Miles was walking back and forth beside Lottie’s bed. After Lottie finished her talk, Miles finally calmed down a little bit and he grabbed a chair and sat beside her bed. When he was about to fell asleep, Miles remembered that they should actually inform their family, so he woke Lottie up, who only had been asleep for 5 minutes.

“Baby, wake up.”

“What is it, Miles? I’m tired.”

“You know, we have families, and we do need to inform them about the baby.”

“Oh my God, yes, you are right, we need to inform them. What time is it?”

“It’s about 5 in the morning.”

“But they are not up yet. And I’m afraid to tell them because they don’t know that I am in Bali with you, and mom would be so mad at me because she knows I shouldn’t be getting on a plane. Besides, they are about to go on a holiday and I don’t want them to worry about me.”

“But we need to tell them.”

“But I’m scared. Even I still cannot process that I am finally a mother.”

“Okay, so when do you suggest we deliver the news to them?”

“On Sunday, their last day at Singapore.”



On Sunday morning, Lottie called her mother to inform them that the baby was already born. At first, her mother was panic and she insisted that she and Lottie’s dad, brother, and sister, go straight to Bali from Singapore, but Lottie told her that she was going to go home too that night. Her mom did not allow her but Lottie made sure that it was okay for the baby to go on a plane and the doctor already gave the permission. Finally her mother allowed her but with one condition, a nurse should also come to the plane, so if something happened, the nurse would help her. A deal was made and Miles immediately bought the plane ticket.

Their plane landed at a fair same time, and they decided to meet at a restaurant just outside the gate. They met, and the family reunited with an additional member of the family. They were all happy.

Word count: 1689

Final Writing: A Usual Weekend at Oma’s House (Fiction)

Rachmah Setya Utami/180410150061

“I’m bored,” the youngest in that group whined. He was small, a kid actually. Well, they all were.

Quickly agreed by the rest of the group members, which only consisted of three more kids, the tallest boy with hair that stood up like some of hedgehog’s spikes said with flat tone, “I’ve got enough of PS2 games,”

The others exchanged their looks with pitying expression. After months of consistent whines, arguments, stubbornness, the hedgehog’s-spikes-haired boy called Shidqi was finally able to touch his new dear PS2 although with also consistent mood of playing numerous games with it, he got bored not so long after.

“Yeah, after all, we can never beat Ami.” Same age with Shidqi, his partner in crime, Fatah added.

All morning long he had tried his best to win over the current care race game against the only girl in the group but only to find his attempt was futile. No one knew how the skinny girl could manage to be the best in that game and hold the throne for the over past few days. She liked no game or whatsoever or so they thought before, yet dragging her to also play PS2 with them seemed to be a great mistake.

“I cannot play the soccer game, you know.” Ami shrugged, she was yet to know what the man−boy−ego was.

“No! Oh, please, don’t teach her that! Believe me she totally can beat all of us in just two hours of trying.” Fatah shouted in a dramatic manner. There was no drama queen within the group, a drama king, there was. “Are you really a girl, Mi?”

“After all this time, playing with you guys, and you asked me that?” Ami laughed. She was a girl which could be hardly recognized as one.

It was not the first time she got that kind of question of course. Her mom asked her that almost every day. Every moment she was caught still hanging on mango tree’s branch and got yelled by the neighbour, or coming home all wet, from head to toe in attempt to mastering swimming but in a very wrong location, the nearest fishing area. Of course she still played cooking and dolls, wearing dress and trying to walk like a model for a modelling contest in the competition of the country’s independence day celebration, but she could never resist to adventure that most of the boys, not girls, were seeking for too in that age. And she couldn’t wait for her father to finally get tired of complaining if his had a daughter of son instead, because her mom finally did, a year or so ago, giving up for Ami’s kind of play preferences. Moreover, it was partly her fault to let her daughter grow up with a bunch of boys.

“Yeah, let’s see how far you can make in our smackdown sparring again. Want to bet?” Fatah tried to bait her.

“Your body is a lot fatter than me, and you always try to block my attack by overweighing me, you dumb!” Ami pointed out her finger in anger, she could feel the strangled sensation when that happened in her mind and shuddered. “Your body is as big as a cow!”

“No, no, we cannot do that again, Ibo was crying when Fatah punch him the last time and Umi Abi promised to stop my allowance if I dare to do that again. It’s dangerous too.”

“Your parents are no fun.” Ami and Fatah said almost together, only in this kind of hobby they were so cooperative.

Ibo, Fatah’s younger brother and the whining kid that triggered this silly quarrel finally responded, “Can we just ride a bike few blocks away from here?”

Shidqi shook his head, “Remember that our bikes are still locked in garage by Oma since the last time we rode it just few more blocks from where we usually went and we lost there until night?”

“It was only past 7. Auntie Rani may come home even after 8.” Fatah groaned.

“For the sake of making her school assignments, yeah, of course.” Shidqi added.

Ami strengthened his point by, “And she is older than me for good five years.”

“Being older sounds fun.” Fatah glanced at the elders who were busy in the kitchen. “I mean, no more strict rules.”

Ami made a disgusted face. “I am older than you all and they put more rules on me. Like; you are the oldest, why don’t you behave more mature? You are the oldest, why don’t you just sit and stop to play like a child with the boys? Ugh!”

“You are practically our auntie too, like Auntie Rani, because you are the cousin of our parents.” Fatah teased the girl only to make her more annoyed. It was successful, Ami kicked his ankle.

While Fatah was still busy cursing at his own-made pain, Ibo mumbled, “But you are only a year older from bro and Shidqi.”

“See?” Ami pouted.

“They usually say something alike with ‘you are the only girl’.” Shidqi argued. “Not just ‘you are the oldest’. Like when we climbed the mango tree in front of this house and held a camp in the roof. None of my girl friends in school able to climb a tree with a plate of chicken like you.”

“Or nearly breaking my arm in when we were joking.” Fatah hissed, still remembering the pain.

“But, that means being older brings you more responsibilities.” Ami countered. “Although yes, no more curfew, no more playing rules.”

Ibo saw the other two talking and said innocently, “So why can’t we just being adults now?”

The three immediately looked at him, realizing how bright the idea was.

“I don’t want you to stay too long, make it quick, please.” Fatah begged. “You are so advanced on stealing food.”

“That’s just because I don’t make it so obvious like you and your hungry face, idiot!” Ami smacked his arm.

“Whatever. We will be in my room, okay?”

Ami only nodded and hushed him to go already.

Their plan was good. So good until all of them couldn’t stop the grin from appearing while thinking about it. The last thing they needed only food, and this was Ami’s turn to provide it for them.

The girl walked confidently into the kitchen, trying to look as natural as she could.

“Mom, what will you make with these?” she asked nonchalantly. No one paid too much attention at her as she hugged her mother’s shoulder from the back.

“Why? You want to avoid eating vegetables later?” her mom replied. “Don’t cling onto me, it’s heavy.”

“Okay, okay. So?”

“Just some soup, maybe you’ll like it.”

“With long beans?”


“You know I never like it.” Ami complained.

“Try to, it’s healthy.” Ami’s mom smiled at her first daughter.

“Typical answer, I can guess it even before you say it, Mom.” She laughed.

“Stop disturbing your mother when she’s working, Ami.” Her auntie scolded her, shaking her head as she watched the little girl action. “She uses knife there.”

“Mom won’t stab me with that!”

“No, but she might hurt herself.” The older woman replied.

Ami’s mom hushed them. “Can you just check your sister in the bedroom, is she still sleeping? Tell me after that.”

“Ayay, Captain!” she ran at a certain direction of the said bedroom her mom mentioned.

Ami got a little sister and she was super excited about that although being teased a lot because her one year old sister had no similarity in features with her. However, that was not a big problem. She loved her after all. Being the only child at home was no fun, so she could hardly wait for her sister to grow up and being her playmate everyday.

“Grow up fast, Sist.” She kissed her sister’s chubby cheek and the baby was so deep in sleep to give respond on that.

She met Fatah’s mom in her way back. The older woman was always nice to her, making her cute dresses and giving her dolls. Some said that was because she always wanted a daughter instead of Ibo, the second son.

“Hello!”Ami’s greeted her.

She replied the girl’s greeting with smile. “Where are you going, Mi? Running like that. And where are the others?”

“Kitchen, to Mom. I don’t know about the boys.” Ami answered with a grin. The last sentence was true in some senses. She didn’t really know where they were right now.

The woman laughed with a pleasant sound. “Oh, you have grown up as a girl finally? I hope they won’t make any ruckus anymore. How is your scar from the last fall?”

Ami giggled. “Better. It’s nothing.”

“The fall is nothing but you sure screamed with heart when we use the Chinese remedy.”

“Hey!” the girl pouted. “It really hurt!”

“Don’t fall then. It looks ugly too if your body is full of scars. The dresses won’t suit you.” Fatah’s mom winked. She really liked the woman.

“Okay.” With that, she continued to go and inform her mom about her sister and didn’t forget to look at the dining table. Half of it was already full of plates. There were chicken, some tofu, spices, and many others. Then she decided it would be easier to steal some chicken.

Impatient, Fatah’s head sneaked out from the main door, even though he rushed to hide himself away when he spotted his mom who sat comfortably inside. However Ami had seen it and covered her laugh with her hand. Alright, she needed to be quick and she did just that after quietly took few tissues to wrap some chickens, enough to feed them all a day long, or hopefully so.

“Mi, where will you go now?”

Ami nearly tripped on her foot as the voice of her mom reached her. She looked back almost immediately, acting okay as if there was no chicken on her hands.

“Don’t know. Maybe just watching TV in sister’s room. I promise the volume wouldn’t wake her up.”

Her mom agreed on that. “Be good.”

“Yes, Mom. Of course, I will.” She grimaced silently at her lie.

“Woah,” Fatah gaped.

There were so many stuffs, cool stuffs in the kids’ eyes. There were some boards made by wood, hammers, nails, paints, and many more. They never knew that the warehouse owned by their grandpa was this big, full of things, and looked fun to explore. Had they known it sooner, they would escape here since ages ago. The place was too perfect for them. It was secluded, big, and locked. Meant that this place would never be guessed by anyone to be a kid’s playground. In fact, they needed to climb up the high fence to be able to enter the place. Another plus, the place was quite far from the main home so their play would not be interrupted by a horrified mother or a furious grandmother anymore.

Ami dropped her bag, weighing a nail in her palm, then throwing it at the room before her. The clanking sound echoed loudly without anything happened after that.

The four adventurers exchanged their looks. This only could mean what they thought it meant.

“Yes! We are free!”

“Have anyone spotted Shidqi? He needs to eat, this is nearly past 1.” Shidqi’s mom, just coming from their actual home, dropped her body on the sofa.

“Right, I haven’t seen my sons too.” Fatah’s mom added, looked concerned now.

“Why don’t you check on your daughter because basically they would be in the same group?” Oma’s said to Ami’s mom, which was her own sister.

“Hah, no need for that. I kinda have guessed.” The sister replied. “Where are they now? Has anyone checked the roof?”

“Abi, can you search for our son there?” Shidqi’s mom asked her husband who only nodded in compliment.

“I will ask the neighbour, just in case they choose to be normal kids that play a normal game this time.” Ami’s mom finally volunteered herself.

However, in the next three hours, nothing was gained from the parents’ effort. Their children were practically nowhere. They had asked the neighbour, searched at the field near the house, checked on every relatives houses there, scanned the roof, the mango and guava tree behind the house yard, even went as far as looking on every closed space like below the bed or inside the wardrobe in case their kids choose to play hide and seek in a more extreme manner for hours. But there was still nothing.

“They wouldn’t go so far! Their bicycles are locked!” Shidqi’s mom was now panicked.

Perhaps their kids didn’t like to be a little bit more normal and had their own style in playing together, and so getting a hard time after figuring out the next terrific things they did. But never been missing together without any trace.

“There’s no place we haven’t checked, right?” Ami’s mom mumbled.

“I believe not.” Fatah’s mom replied. Although she was the most reserved one, but she was also worried as hell, considering for her, it was not only a kid, but two kids disappear in the same time.

“Should we contact the police?” said Oma. “One more hour and it will be dark.”

“Do you think they are kidnapped?” the tone on Shidqi’s mom’s voice rose as she looked more terrified.

A phone rang in a very loud sound that made everyone almost jumped in their place. Fatah’s mom then took it from her pocket and began talking, in ten seconds more, she hung up.

“My husband said they have found them all.”

And by finding them all, it meant catching them red handed with paint all over their clothes, some chemical liquid was now splashed on the ground, several boards were now officially couldn’t be used since it was either gone into two pieces or simply broken by too many nails on it. And as soon as the fence was opened by the adults, a piece of slipper flew over their heads and laughing sounds were so loud.

“Oh my god…”

Everything fell silent by those words. The kids finally realized that their time was over now and both now turned pale. Not ready to face the next nightmare that would follow. For the adults, the next nightmare as a parent and for the kids… well, it was not new to get scolded although they could see that this time was definitely worse.


No, no! It’s more than just worse! They might die for real now!


Word count: 2.439 words

Final Writing: Nightmare (Fiction)

Intan Andriyani/180410150058

Mia is a high school student, at first she is a normal teenager, same like the others, she is a cheerful and smart girl. Until someday, she admit there is something weird on herself, something strange, and she can’t deny it. She realized that she always see strange things wherever she is, actually she has realized this has been a long time but she never paid attention. She thought maybe it was just a hallucination or it just her fear because she often watches horror movies, but different on that day, after school Mia get into her room as usual, because there is no one on her home except Bibi, she is Mia’s housemaid. Her parents are very busy to work and they only can meet Mia at dinner time, and breakfast time before everyone do their own activities. Mia lay on her bed, she is tired after doing the test in school, and immediately fell asleep. She suddenly wake up, with the same position before Mia sleep, but Mia can’t move her body, stiff, such as cramps, but from head to toe. She only can roll her eyes from left to right to see the surrounding, when Mia straightened her gaze to the door there is something that coming closer, closer, a lady, she thought that is Bibi, but she think, why Bibi let her hair loose and so long? Even she realized that Bibi has short hair, of course that is not her mom. If her mom will come home faster than usual, she will text Mia first. Then, who is that? Mia asked silently. Her heart beat faster, and her sweat begin to wet her forehead. Without think twice, she immediately shout to call Bibi, to tell that there is a stranger in her room, but there is no voice from her mouth, she can’t even open her mouth widely. That stranger has reached Mia’s bed, Mia look at her face clearly and she just can cry. Suddenly the stranger with ugly face has disappeared and Mia awake from her sleep. She feels so weird why she can awake from her sleep twice. She thought that was just a dream, but it feels like real even Mia still can feel that her heart beat faster and her sweat wet his bed. She start to remember what happened on her, and she ever got the same thing when she was child, but this time frightened her terribly, because “that figure” reveal itself very clearly. Usually Mia always ignore this things, but now she is curious, she immediately take her laptop and find out about what happened on her earlier. After many sites that she read, finally she got the answer, she got sleep paralysis. There is scientifically explanation about sleep paralysis, sleep paralysis is a feeling of being conscious but unable to move. It occur when a person basses between stages of wakefulness and sleep, it occur when the brain and body aren’t quite on the same page when it comes to sleep. But she is sure that is not about science, that is not about her brain and body, but that is about something strange on herself. After a week, she is still thinking about it, actually she always ignore it as usual, but after Mia pay attention about it, she feels like more and more often the disturbance that comes to her, even in the school she often see things that she don’t want to see. Since that day she believe that she can see something that other people can’t, she can see ghosts. She start to learn the strange on herself, begin to recognized their world, until finally she try to respond them who always disturbs her, comes to her, and suddenly reveals themselves. She is really frightened, but her curiosity is bigger than her fear.

She often tells to her friends anything she experienced, that she always got a bad dream while she sleep, then she disturbed by her stuffs that suddenly fall down on her room, until she tells her friend that she can communicate with them and Mia say not all of them are having bad intentions, sometimes they are good. Mia only want to share her experiences and she expect that her friends will be excited to hear Mia’s story, but she is wrong, all of her friends laugh at her, and assume that Mia only imagine, too much watches horror movie, and making stories to get people interesting. Mia feels sad because nobody trust her, but she still try to convince people with her stories. Every day, Mia always gets disturbance which make her can’t sleep, on a day Mia only can sleep under five hours, that is what causes Mia get tired easily and always sleep in the class when the lessons be held. She is often scolded for falling asleep in the middle of the class, not doing homework because she is exhausted, because the only thing that she think is her new world. Moreover, her friends thought that Mia getting crazy, because she often talk to herself and there is nobody wants accompany Mia because she is a slacker now. She is stressed out, frustrated, she doesn’t want to be different, she just want to be a normal like the others. Her friends always laugh at her, mocking her, and call her freak. Since she is bullied by her friends, she always alone, has no friends, and become introvert.

Daisy, she is a popular girl, she is the most rich student in school. She is count as Mia’s friend but really different with Mia, she is beautiful, she has a lot of friends, and everybody knows her. Daisy is not different from another Mia’s friend, she also often mocking Mia like the others did. Moreover, Daisy doesn’t want to admit Mia as her friend, she always tell to her friend that she will never has abnormal friend. One day, Mia will do make-up exam in Mr. Ray’s class, because she was absence last week. Mr. Ray tell her that she should do the test on the library, and Mia immediately go to library in a rush. Mia hasn’t finish her test yet, she stopped because there is something that disturb her, right while the librarian go to the toilet and leave the library, and there is no one except Mia, moreover the library in Mia’s school is spooky. Suddenly the desk in front of Mia is move away, Mia begin to scare and doesn’t brave enough to turn her eyes. She run to the class in a rush and come to Mr. Ray then tell him what happened, suddenly Daisy say to Mr. Ray that Mia always lies and it is just her hallucination, so Mia can free from Mr. Ray’s test, of course Mr. Ray believe in Daisy and get angry with Mia.

Still in the same day, when Daisy does her homework in her room, she is tired then going to bed. She fell asleep, then she dream that she is in the same position before she fell asleep, she is walking through place to place that she is ever been before. From so many place that she ever came, finally she come to one place that is in the backyard of the Daisy’s grandma house. She meet a man, he is an adult. Daisy communicated with that man, but not with talking. Suddenly everything that Daisy will ask silently, that man answer it but also without talk to Daisy, and the answer can hear on Daisy’s ears. Then before Daisy leaving that place, the man tells something to Daisy, “Don’t talk with stranger”, but Daisy doesn’t hear that. She move to another place, then meet an old lady on the corner of the street, Daisy ask that old lady, then that old lady turn around her body and reveal her face, ugly and creepy. Daisy shock and she is awake from her sleep, still in a state of fear, when she open up her eyes, an old lady in Daisy’s dream is there, she is real, right 10cm in front of Daisy’s face, Daisy scream out loudly then that old lady disappear. Mr. Andy and Mrs. Lily are Daisy’s parents, both of them are shocked because of Daisy, they come into Daisy’s room in a rush and ask her what happened when they are arrived. When Daisy tell about what happened on her, her parents just tell Daisy that is just a bad dream because Daisy is tired. She is still frightened, even to take her cell phone she still not afford because her hand still shaking. She can’t sleep all night long, still thinking about what happened on her and she should go to school in the morning, but she can’t forget that, she is upset because her parents are not believe in her.

After what happened on Daisy yesterday, she tell her friends in school, and no one trust her, her friends making fun of her that Daisy freak same as Mia, because Daisy start to tell things that doesn’t even make sense. Daisy doesn’t expect her friends will do that on her. Daisy sit in front of canteen alone, and still think about that dream which is not dream. Mia has heard Daisy’s story from her friends, and she come to accompany Daisy. When she come, she said to Daisy “No one will trust you, like you did to me, but here I am who will listen all of your story and believe in you”. Daisy confuse between sad and happy because there is still people who will listen her and will not laugh at her. After that day, Mia and Daisy being a best friend, they don’t even care of what people think about them, even though people still making fun of them.

Daisy finally realized, she feels what Mia’s feel before, but she is happy there is still Mia who wants to be her friend. Daisy just said to all of her friends, be careful because nobody know what will happen and it could be your turn that will get the nightmare J.

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References: › Sleep Disorders › Guide › Health

Final Writing: There’s Always be Tomorrow (Non-Fiction)

Fahrin Wilasa Fiandhika / 180410150064

The way I figure it, everyone gets a miracle. Like I will probably never be struck by lightning, or win a Nobel Prize, or become the dictator of a small nation in the Pacific Islands, or contract terminal ear cancer, or spontaneously combust. But if you consider all the unlikely things together, at least one of them will probably happen to each of us. I could have stepped foot on Mars. I could have been eaten by a whale. I could have married the queen of England or survived months at sea. But my miracle was different. My miracle was this: out of all the series of unfortunate problems I have been through, I ended up surviving high school. Trust me, the second I stepped out of that wretched school, I feel like a free bird flying in the sky.

It was in 2011 when I entered boarding school. Honestly, it feels like I have accepted as an eternal member of hell. At the time, I fancied myself a soldier or a police, and after I entered and lived there, I told to myself a thought I have to survive if I wanted to graduate. Before this Krida Nusantara boarding school was a ‘Pleasantville,’ I thought it would be a decent school with just some additional training for those who wanted to enter the military. I was wrong, it was more like of a prison. This was the place for upper class elites, the aristocracy with double barrelled surnames and five summer homes to pick from.

Life, had taught me to always come prepared, to anything. And that had worked for me so far though usually it applied to working. I’d looked up all there was to know about this Krida Nusantara boarding school, nothing. The pictures on the website really showed up basically a horror for me. All around the school spread hundreds of acres of trees as far as the eye could see.

“For the love of God,” Laode had the look of awe that I imagined he could see on my face too, “tell me why you’re here again?”

“Your job is to drive me to the school not ask questions,” I rolled my eyes but my heart wasn’t in the insult.

As we got closer to the school that was down a drive that never ended, I could see a crowd of people gathering and I almost rolled my eyes it was so obvious. All the boys here had probably had a nanny who raised them and had never had never heard no in their life, at least that’s what I thought. A pit of dread grew in my stomach. Come on, Lasa, this wasn’t even on the list of the most scary things you’ve done. I wasn’t even scared of all horror or thriller movies or some Friday the 13th though, I was scared of not having graduated and survived.

God I needed to pull myself together. I tilted my chin up, plastered on my best mess-with me-and-worry-for-your-life smile just like I’d seen Tony Stark in Avenger movies. I widened my grin as I kicked open the car door and extended my leg out the door. I kicked my door shut behind me with satisfaction and full of confidence I possessed to the trunk of the car where Laode was already unpacking my bags.

“Thanks,” I was genuinely thankful to Laode, he’d distracted me and kept me sane throughout what could have been the worst car journey in my life. Instead I’d actually had a good time with him, “I mean it, seriously.”

“No problem, brother, have fun at your new palace.” said Laode. “Shut up, or I would snap your legs into million pieces.” I replied. Laode laughed like an autistic idiot, so do I after I seen Laode’s face when he laughed. “Have a nice life, it was good meeting you. Hakuna Matata.” I said while I fisting his hand, “Hakuna Matata forever, friend.” he replied.

I stormed up the five steps into the building that was to be my new home, at least until I turned 18. I let out a long sigh.

As I entered the building, I realized and I had absolutely no idea where I was going, “Why did I have to screw everything up?” I thought. I was mentally kicking myself while still trying to look confident in walking down the halls. I was only getting myself more lost. God I was an idiot. I was so distracted by my own stupidity and impulsiveness that I was completely oblivious to where I was going that when I spun around a corner aimlessly I went crashing into something rock hard and painfully solid.

“I am so sorry.” A deep voice that reminded me of an echo in a dark alley cut across my thoughts. “Thanks,” I replied dumbly as I retracted my hand from his. “Are you okay? I feel so bad.” he said.

“You should Fajar, you sent his body flying like a jumping frog,” a voice chimed in in and I realized the other guys were loitering either side of the wall watching the scene unfold. The one who’d spoken had cheeky smirk and a glint of mischief in his eye.

“It’s fine, honestly.” I’ve endured much worst, I almost added but stopped myself just in time. “Can you show me to the freshmen’s room? I just got here and have no idea where I’m going.” I admitted hating how helpless I sounded. “Sure, just take this stairs and your room will be in the 3rd floor in the left wing.” He replied relievedly. I quickly rushed my way to my room without thinking and buried my body to bed. It was no more than 5 minutes until I dozed off to sleep, to my sweet kingdom of drowsiness.

The next day, I woke up with the sound of my friend’s alarm. God I haven’t introduced myself to my going-to-be friends. Oh well, it could wait and I am hungry as hell. I reached my bag, took some bread, and ate it. After I cleaned myself, made the bed, and prepared my stuffs, I walked to the school’s cafeteria to get some food. As soon as the meal time’s over, the first period bell rang and I took my time to get to the first class.

“Interesting…” I thought after I saw the school’s bulletin board about Air Force Seminar. “You coming to the seminar, Lasa?” A familiar voice catched my ear, I turned around to see who asked the question. It was Fajar, or I think it was. “Yeah, you?” I replied. “Of course, make sure you filled the form to attend the seminar. Catch you later.” He said and then disappeared from my sight. “What was that all about?” I thought, he seemed suspicious and how and where did he even he knew my name? As soon as I filled out the form, I went back to my class.

I noticed the class had already ran for nearly 3 hours and the seminar would begin in 10 minutes! Having permitted by the teacher to attend the seminar, I quickly rushed my way to the school’s auditorium. I was shocked when I saw the attending list to have my name has been erased with liquid eraser and was overwritten to Fajar! I was furiously mad because HE took out my name just to attend this seminar, but I was pretty sure that he already registered his name in the form. I silently walked away from the auditorium back to my class and the whole class just stared at me like I was a ghost or something.

Things get worse when I went back to the dormitory, I was called by someone in the sophomore’s floor and I followed him to his room. As soon as I entered the room, I felt like I’ve been hit by some kind of a rock in the stomach. I let out a slightly scream and endure the pain. I knelt down on the floor and saw it was Fajar who punched me. “Not so tough now aren’t you?” he said while wearing a boxing glove, no wonder it hurts like hell. “You should be more respect your senior here.” he added. “What have I done to you, huh? I can report you to the teachers or your parents!” I said while my breath suddenly went quicker than it should. “You don’t want to do that…” he said and continued to punch me in the stomach. “Don’t mess around or I’ll have to bring my boys here.” He added. I couldn’t let my voice out afterwards as I tried to stand up. God why it has to be this way? Am I really have to be punished for all of my sins?

My freshman year really ended up pretty much screwed by Fajar, he started to spread bad and nasty rumours about me, called me just to beat me up, and he treated me like one of his maid. To be honest, I totally had everything on my plate at that time, it was enough. I figured that I should start some fresh page when I started sophomore year.

Sophomore year was the same as the freshman year, for the second time I had been abused by my friends. Knowing that I was an object of a bully in freshman year, my friends really let their guard down on me, because I was so weak, helpless, just a mere of nothing to them. I keep my mouth shut most of the time and barely speak with anyone, except to my guardian teacher. I told her all I knew when I was in freshman year and sophomore year. I knew that reality was going to catch up with me soon enough.

I spent my senior year to get mental healing as much as I can. I knew I wouldn’t be 100% healed, but at least that’s what I deserved and it’s a big help for me. I still went go-stealth-or-you-will-not-survive mode, because I figured that’s the best way I can do for this year. Not to draw any attention, spent my time alone, and even barely talked to anyone. It did work for me to get me graduated, I guess that life has taught me to always come prepared motto really came in handy this time. The first step of me stepped out from this school had let out all of my heavy burden along my 3 years of torturous life. It was the first time in my life that actually has been the most enjoyful event of all time. I called Laode as soon as I got outside the school’s main gate to pick me up and drove me home. I really don’t care the nasty driving he had, at least I got away from that wretched school.

The next step was the easy, not the easiest though. I plunged myself into my bed in my home, waited for the announcement day, to get accepted to college. Now that I have already conquered and survived high school, I thought that I have to do something if I didn’t want to repeat the torturous life again. So I took out my notebook and started to write about what am I going to do in college. It was until midnight I wrote that have-to-do list and I forgot that it was the announcement time. Surprisingly, I have accepted in Universitas Padjadjaran and I feel like it was the second miracle that God gave to me. I couldn’t really express what I felt but I knew it was really amazing, to have accepted in one of the most prestigious university in Bandung.

Freshman year again, I feared that the trauma I’ve got, continued in my college life, to get the same treatment all over again. But no, I wasn’t the same guy anymore. I did my have-to-do list in the first place and it really ended well than I thought. I lived my life to the fullest now, deserved what I got to do, to have something that I wanted, to have some friends that I really depend on, to enjoy the time of my life, and I believe that miracle really happened for me. And I believe, for all the times I’ve got into, there’s always be tomorrow.

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