ME AND THE BROKEN BUILDING
I go to the college at 07:00 o'clock, turning my motorcycle and riding slowly. I see the traffic is so freaking bad, but that is what see every day in this Maritim Country.
I will tell you a little bit about my family that was arguably not doing well. I was born into a poor family. I am the second of 2 children and my age difference with my brother was about five and a half years. My mother said that I was going to have a sister but I don't know for sure what happened until my mother miscarried.
My family used to be a poor family. My father was an unemployed and a heavy drunkard. My mother was a housewife who was always patient seeing my father's behavior. My brother was a student just like me and now he works as a food stall entrepreneur. And I'm an affected child of what my parents did.
My father used to be a rude and hot-tempered man. My father always quarreled with my mother, and they did that in front of me and my brother. My brother was also often scolded by my father, and even my brother is often beaten by him. I don't know what caused it, but what I know is that my father was indeed a grumpy and rude man. Perhaps it was caused by the alcoholic beverage he consumed or because it was indeed such a trait. I don't know, I don't know.
Finally, when I graduated from school, my parents divorced. My mother and brother went to the village and I lived with my father. I'm so frustrated that my parents are divorced. I couldn't think of anything but how I could put them back together. But what I'm doing is just a kid who understand nothing.
Today is my first day to go to college. I am frustrated that my parents were separated but I still forced myself to go to college. When I get to campus, I meet a girl, who I find her face very charming. I am amazed to see her beautiful face. At once I want to go over to him and get acquainted, but the clock is already 8:15 and I have to rush into the classroom. In the classroom I sit in the back with people I don't know at all. A few minutes later the lecturer come and we learn.
My class was over and I hurried home. On the road I saw the same thing as I set off, an inevitable traffic jam. When I got home, I opened my phone and was still thinking about the Woman I met this morning. I still remember when he turned his eyes to me. I didn't realize I was asleep thinking about it.
I awoke, the clock struck 6:17. I rushed to prepare ready to go to college. The clock struck 7:03, I started my motor and went to campus. I drove fast, until I arrived at the college. In the parking lot, I saw the beauty again and I hurried over and got acquainted with her.
"Hi, I'm John. I'm a freshman here. What's your name?". I ask.