My Classmate is My Soulmate

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Two years ago, I was very lonely and did not talk with anyone about my feeling. At that time, i did not have many friends because i was a new student in that school. I wanted someone to share my experience and my secret. I looked for someone to understand me. I wanted someone who could be my soul mate. I needed someone that wanted pass the happiness and sadness with me.
I was going to school by bike cycle, but suddenly in the middle of the way my bike was broken. Fortunately, there was a boy that wanted help me. His named Ramma. He brought my bike cycle to a bike reparation. After that they asked me to go to school together with him. He was so friendly. 15 minutes later, we arrived at school. I was surprised, actually he was my class mate. I really happy to know that. Since that time, he and me often did something together.
May, 2nd 2012 he asked me to go to a lake. The lake was not so far from my home. I had prepared everything such as sandwich and water for our journey. He picked up me at 8 am. He picked up me by motorcycle. After a quarter of hour, we arrived. “ How beautiful lake “ I said slowly. “ I was happy if you like this lake “ Ramma answered. Ramma told me about this lake. Ramma really love this lake, because he always remember about his beauty memorial with his mother, and now his mother had died. I was sad when I listened his story. Ramma gave me an advice, “ don’t hurt your mother ever, because you will be regret after you do it “. I would always remember what he said.
3 pm we were go home. suddenly the the rain was fall. So we decided to stop in font of the closed shop. I felt cold, because I did not wear a jacket. I was surprised when Ramma took off his jacket and asked me to wear it. I refused his request, because I knew that he also felt cold, but he forced me to wear it. He said that he should be responsible for all that happened to me, and he did not want me sick because of the rain. I was thrilled to see his attitude to me.
4 pm we

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