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Masuk 10 besar Lomba Menulis Cerita Remaja 2013 Tingkat SMP/MTs se-Indonesia, merupakan suatu kebanggaan tersendiri bagi gue. Bertemu Pak Taufiq Ismail, Iman Soleh, dan para sastrawan lainnya, awalnya mungkin hanya sebatas impian. Sebuah kesempatan yang sangat langka. Betapa beruntungnya gue bertemu dan berkenalan dengan teman-teman dari seluruh Indonesia! Gue sangat sangat bersyukur dan berterimakasih atas kesempatan ini. Banyak banget ilmu yang gue dapet. Selain menumbuhkan rasa percaya diri, hal ini juga memperluas wawasan gue. Pokoknya seneng banget, deh!

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