Amid the craziness of the Mayan World
The afternoon breeze hit my face at dusk as if to say goodbye to the earth and everything in it.
Friends, my name is Jonathan usually summoned to be more concise, I come from a family that has a style of life that can be said to be simple amidst the hustle of the city.
I was born as an only child in my family, so it is not surprising that often I feel lonely and continue to wait for someone who is called brother, but I cannot insist because in the past my mother was convicted of not having another child because of one of her illnesses at that time.
Friends, I certainly do not believe that I am only educated because of trivial matters, namely because of loneliness, and as a result now I am in grade 9 in a private school in the complex I live in.
I chose a school that was not far away because of saving costs and energy even though my parents might still be able to pay for school until it was finished, but because I wanted not to burden my parents then I wanted to.
At my school, the majority of children were spelled out that their parents were earning above average, and there was still a thick class of social classes.
Did not run away from the fact that I was also one of ten people who were ostracized from association, even though my age needed association to be able to survive in the environment wherever I lived.
Friends at my school have an average account on social media in cyberspace, which changes their growth period so quickly to become adults in terms of relationships, they often insult their friends who don't know about the media.
I also did not escape from that, every morning when I just arrived in front of the class, my classmates who hated me started asking thousands of questions to me, for example "Jo, you uploaded what photo last night, why not mark me in your picture ? That's one of the mockery of my friends, hearing that I can only bow my face without daring to look at the faces of those who seem so happy and busy with their busy life in the virtual world or whatever it's called.
Because as a result of often hearing the boos from them, I felt uncomfortable and a little different from the previous Jo. I became more curious and wanted to get to know more about social media that is already famous now.
Luckily, my father didn't mind when I expressed the intention to buy a communication device like friends. When I already have a cellphone I began to explore one by one the applications that are there that will later connect with the pseudo or virtual world.
Initially, friends at school were able to accept me as a member or part of them. But over time it has changed because of the time when I use social media to help my dreams of becoming a writer of any book, because I have a hobby of making stories from when I was 10 years old and I thought because I had become one of the users social media will make it easier to explore and share my work on social media.
It turned out I was wrong I got a bitter criticism from my friends both at school and on social media where they issued a saying that I was Sok-sok, asking for attention, or something that made the feeling of the person listening was sick and often whatever I did in the social media world is always used by them.
Faced with that, I got a difficult time, that I became close to my associat
ion in the family, school, home, or wherever it was because I felt shocked to rejoin social media which eventually caused problems to my mentally, I became a quiet child and didn't want even opened a little to have the opportunity to exchange ideas or other trivia.
That caused me not to be excited anymore to realize my dreams before and bury all hope deep in the hurt that was so painful.