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Man I hate this daily routine of the three hour walk to boring old school.  I am beginning to think that this walk is not worth it. I especially don’t like it in these parts of Indonesia, everywhere you look you find people looking at your bags with grins on their scrubby faces. Like just last week, a man attempted to steal my bag, but he dropped it as soon as he found out there was only my lunch. 

“Please help, Please help” a cute girl said so gloomy. She was even holding a sign, so I thought it could only be for a charity. I probably should have noticed the big building behind her that said Teach Girls, Give them a Real home. Even though I knew I only had a few minutes left to get to class, I decided to go see what it was about, and anyway, I would be late to class for a good cause. I ask the girl “ hey where can I go to donate” I could of sworn she had an evil grin on her face until she said “oh, umm thanks, you have to go inside for that.” she said with such innocence, that I had forgotten about her weird grin.

As I enter the building, I notice that there was nothing and no one here. I start to go for the door. I push it, but nothing happened. I thought to myself, ‘ oh I must have to pull it to open.’ So I do. But still nothing happened. That’s funny, why isn’t it opening. I start shaking the door. I shook it harder, and harder until it got too violent.  “Excuse me Sir” a deep yet assuring voice said behind me. I immediately turn around, and standing there was tall black, fit looking man. “Didn’t mean to scare you or nuttin.” He said.

“Oh, are you the maintenance man here to fix the door, it is a little bit stuck.” I said willingly. “ No, I’m no maintenance man, I was just here to tell you, your stuck here forever.”

“Your joking right?” I said starting to tear up out of shock. I mean I how could I be stuck here forever.

“I am not much of a joker son. We are stuck here forever.” He argued.

“That’s impossible. This is a prank isn’t it.” I said with a tear running down my face.

“Its Alright kid, I was your age when I got stuck down here.”

“What?” I said “you look like your at least 31, I’m just 12.”

“Oh I know that. I’ve been here for about 20 years.”

“Your Lying!” I screamed at him.