[AyuHamasaki01]

Okay, here's my story! But before you read it... this first:

This story isn't something I made up! It's real! It's about one of my classmates who has it very difficult at home and that's why she smokes and cuts in herself. All of her friends don't like her anymore, except for one. Only 5 of the girls in our class (including me) think this is really sad.

Thanks for your understanding and by telling you this (what I wrote above) I hope you'll understand the last sentence:

Spoiler:

I can’t remember when it was. I don’t know the real faces of all the persons I saw that day. It was a rainy day and I saw you standing in the rain. When I look at you I see a scar on your arm; it’s the shape of a number sign. It’s the truth: You have no friend left. Your “friends” don’t even seem to care, do they?

I find it really difficult to write this because... I only see things through my eyes and I don’t feel things with my heart. Part of me tells me to just keep walking proud and not to look back. But that’s not who I am. I am always worried about something. This time, I’m worried about you. Saying things as: “How are you”, “Do you need a friend” and “You’re not alone” are pointless because you’ll keep staring into nothing. It’s like you have a trauma.

I find it difficult to write this... It’s because of you I’m worried.

You’re becoming independent.
You’re becoming an SOS signal.
You’re becoming immature.
You’re becoming free & easy.
You’re becoming a replace.

You have reached the end of the world.

There is no way to say this in words. Only with feelings.

Saying things like: “I really think it’s sad”, “It’s not her fault” are becoming difficult because you can’t hear them.

Are you wake up? Open your eyes and listen, Listen closely:

It’s not a game, it’s real
Your walking proud, pretend like nothing is wrong
Your becoming a liar

Please! Open your eyes, because what I am going to say know is most painful:

Which should you choose HOPE or PAIN