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12 years ago remained a nightmare for me. Years past but that horrible nightmare haunted me so vividly when a bullet was shot through the head of my friend. He fell down heavily right in front of me. Feeling confused, afraid, and whatsoever it was named was mixed up in my head. I did not know what I was supposed to do at that time, but crying. 

Now 12 years has passed but anytime that moment shadows me, the exactly same feeling will wash over me. It feel as if I don't do not anything good to make a change although it happens over and over again right in front of me. 
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I walked along the path heading to the end, cold and dark with no lights. The wooden walls built around the place prevented the lights from outside to penetrate in. When I arrived there, I put a bouquet of white lily on a white marble written ‘Zie’.

“I am home,” I whispered.

I sat beside the tomb, taking out some cookies and two boxes of our favorite milk. “How are you doing there? Are you okay? Do you eat well?” I rubbed the tomb gently. “Wait for me,” I whispered.  
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Tale Of The Half-Blood Wizard

"are you human?" all of sudden the boat driver asked me.

I did not reply, I looked at Hana in confusion. We were in the middle of the river. Hana was confused too. So we finally decided not to say anything. Meanwhile the boat owner was looking at me in confusion, and fear perhaps.

When the boat owner looked at the river again, I just realized I was sitting near the edge of the boat, and unavoidably my reflection was on the surface of the water.

"How could she go in here?" He asked again, looking at Hana, in startled expression.

Sir, please don't tell anyone. We beg you," Hana begged him. She took out a pocket of coins to him.

The boat owner looked at the river again. Perhaps he saw my reflection there. Then he smiled and refused what was in Hana's hand.

46. Dark Moon