Anisa World's

Hi everyone It's my story  I hope you guys enjoy At 1 am at that time I slept in my friend's rented house because the next day I planned to move boarding. I was a little delirious, the sound of the cellphone vibrating repeatedly and that's why I woke up for a moment. I opened my cellphone, and it turned out that sad news filled my what's up chat room. Everyone tried to tell me that my uncle from my father's family had passed away. I who was still sleepy thought it was probably just a dream and continued to sleep well until 4 pm. The dawn call to prayer sounded, I woke up and checked my cellphone again, and apparently it wasn't a dream. My uncle actually died. I was very surprised to hear this. But I couldn't go to the funeral home and to my uncle's grave right away because I had to change boarding houses according to the plan. I finally decided to go there 7 days after his death by train. Usually I traveling by train with my friend but it's my fir...

Hi everyone🤗 It's my story 😊 I hope you guys enjoy😄😅 2019  My soul is stuck in that year. A lot of things happened that time. Every month gives me a surprise, whether it's deep sadness or irrefutable doubt. Many farewells that came to approach and I was forced to be prepared for it. But at the same time God also replaced them with others, I met new people who took their place. In that year I opened a new chapter in my life. Still hope all goes well. But at the same time I also feel sick of all this and I'm tired of living it too. I try to keep myself busy with various activities to forget everything but in reality it's just in vain. The more I distract myself, the sharper I remember the pain. Every day feels the same, my feet just keep on going, I don't know where to go. I only open my eyes in the morning and close them again at night. The world goes on, only I am trapped in that small room. This room is crowded, I want to breathe. At that moment I mumbled and i...

Hi everyone🤗 It's my story 😄 I hope you guys enjoy😅 She's a little baby girl, whom I first met when I was two years old. At that time I did not understand anything. I only saw my mother in pain but feeling happy at the same time. All my family seemed very happy to welcome her. She was born on May 21, 2003. Now, she is 19 year old. Time goes so fast, the little baby girl I used to see has grown up. Yups... she is my little sister.  When I was child, our parents often bought clothes with the same style because we are only 2 years apart, people always think we are similar person or twins. The accessories that we use are sometimes the same. Our hair style is also same.  I used to really like it but as I got older I started to feel less comfortable. So that others can tell us apart, I decided to cut my hair.  My hair always become short and usually I wear clothes with dark  colors. I make the characteristic short hair and wear  dark clothes as my identity.  A...