1 Prologue

I was watching Teacher Daisah fixing her things on her desk right now because I'm waiting for her.

It's just my hobby to go home with her since I always or I really do love to listen to her beautiful stories but now, I wanted to listen about her own story, the story of her own youth.

I'm just a grade 6 student yet I do really loves to write stories and since I find Teacher Daisah as a very interesting person, maybe her stories were interesting too?

"Finally! I'm done! Sen? are you ok there?" She worriedly asked me and I just wave my hand and signalized her that I'm ok.

Yes, I'm really and truly ok.

Well, the truth is I'm bored...

"I'm done now... Let's go..." I stood up from my seat and followed Teacher Daisah outside.

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"So, you wanted to know about my own story witch is basically my youth?" I nodded my head many times with a smile on my lips because of excitement.

"Why is that?" She's laughing when she asked.

"Well Teacher, you're kinda very interesting person so I think... your story is also very interesting..." I was smiling when I said that.

"Ok, I'll tell you my story but you might regret listening to it..." What does she mean? I won't regret knowing her childhood because she's someone who's very important to me and it's a great honor to hear her story.

"Nah, I won't..." I simply answered...

"Ok... If you insisted..." She stopped for a moment and then look up at the sky.

"My story's title will be..." I was so excited to the point I almost jump because of happiness but those vanished after knowing her story's title.

"Way back days..."