A HEART THAT IS STILL TRAPPED IN THE PAST
Studying together

Approaching the beginning of November is our midterm exam schedule, approaching the day of the semester exam teachers often do not enter because they have to prepare for the exam. Also we were asked to study independently, forming a small study group in the classroom.

It was Wednesday when me and our study group decided to study by working on the questions in our student worksheet books, citizenship subjects. The problem is in the form of multiple choices, as many as 50 questions and coupled with 10 essay questions and 5 other additional questions.

The study group is determined by ourselves, the total number of students in the class is 40 people, so each group gets 5 members. Our group clearly still lacked one more person, I never thought that day Anna bravely came on our table and became the fifth member in our study group.

I agreed to it but I think Indira was a little bit dislikeful, and Kris and Daren chose to keep quiet. Anna pulled out her chair and put it on my desk and Daren's table, which had become one.

“Good, we will do the double choice first. Each person worked on 10 numbers and helped each other to tell his answer” Indira started explaining it to us.

“While I think four people are enough to do it.” I looked at Daren, after hearing the talk then I glanced at Anna who was looking down.

“If I am not accepted, then I will do it myself.” Anna's voice looked pitiful, I felt bad for her.

“No, you stay in our group. After all you have got the group, you will not finish quickly if do it yourself.”

“But, I think they... ”

“Already, let's work on it. Time goes on.” After I said that, I immediately resumed my pending work.

Working on multiple choice is not too difficult, actually in that section we work a lot with other groups to exchange answers. After the multiple choice was completed, we moved on to 15 other essay questions.

So everyone gets three questions, assignments are collected when school hours are over. During the break, the class became quiet as usual, the boys left the classroom and went to school.

I myself do things as usual, library. That's the only place Indira and I went to when we were lazy in class, we would read there until the sound of the next lesson bell was heard.

We read a reading in the library reading garden where we used to study religion and worship. Morning time. The reading garden was very quiet, no one came but us, they usually borrowed books just to fill their loan notes.

“Ella, I heard a story this morning from the children in the classroom after our morning service was over.”

I glanced at Indira, and waited for what she would say, “It's about the red book,” he said

“Red book, what is it? I just heard,” said I was a little curious.

“It book Urban legend in our school, he said the book is stored in the library.”

I've never heard of the red book, but some legendary stories about my school have been circulating, like the tree behind the lab was once a well.

It is said that a pregnant teacher accidentally fell into a well and died along with her baby, to make her spirit calm every few years as if she would put the head of an animal under the tree.

There is also a story about a large tree in front of the Laboratory, where at the top of the tree there is a red chair. No one knows who put that chair in the same.

And the other most famous story is the story of a dance class boy who just got home from the race and got hit by a car right in front of the school gate, it is said the schoolgirl crawled into the school and hugged a flagpole before her death.

But I don't know if all that happened, or if it didn't end that the book contained a series of events that had happened at school. Rumor is, the incident. It will be written directly in the book.

“Aduh, imagining urban legend that makes me goosebumps,” I said, considering when I pass those places I will always be dizzy and also goosebumps.

“Let's find the book, Ella” Indira seems to have gone crazy, she's a person who likes mysteries and doing this will definitely have a bad effect.

“No, do not try Dira, The book must be safely stored by the school.” I would obviously refuse his invitation, I would not bother the school attendants.

“Ella, you're really not cool.” Indira threw her face away from me.

Indira must've hooked me, but it's better than looking for trouble. It was obvious the School would definitely not allow its students to read the red book for everyone's safety.

Our rest time was only 15 minutes, after the bell rang we returned the book to the library and headed straight to our classroom.

I never expected to meet Kris and Daren at the library door, they seemed to have just finished lunch.

“Let's go to class together,” take Daren.

“How do you know, we are here and why wait for us?” Indira asked back, then she pulled my hand to go with her.

“Hey, we are friends right? What's wrong with waiting for your own friends, and again the library is the territory of the two of you,” the talk is Kris.

“that's not wrong, only can you guys go first to class, why wait for us?” much

“We just want to go with you guys, and by the way you guys were discussing what?” Daren asked, it astonished me.

“Do you guys eavesdrop on us? Why didn't you just join?” I asked him back.

“We want to, but directly expelled by the teacher, for bringing food to the library.”

Hearing that I immediately nodded, it is true that we must get used to discipline like the rules of the omelette, no one should bring food and drinks to the library.

There was no teacher in the class, so we continued our work, until the clock goes home we collect our answer sheet at the table so that later our class president can take it to the teacher room.

“Will I go home right away? What if you guys go to my house first? It's a weekend, not busy?” Feline asked us, before we refused to be bad if this time it was the same.

“Maybe, but I already have to go home before four in the afternoon, how about you Indira?” I asked Indira.

“I'm also coming,”