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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

I woke up after falling asleep for two hours, peeped from the window, faintly I heard an arrow shot through the target. My room was located right behind the target board, so that I could see Yoru was practicing shooting, "I think he is crazy," my heart was annoyed, my rest time was disturbed.

I took a deep breath and decided to meet that cold man and took white orchid I had prepared for him. "Yoru," I called slowly, he put down his arrow that was about to shoot the target, then he looked at me with an irritated look.

I ignored that look and kept walking toward him. I tried to smile my sweetest smile because honestly I was afraid of him. I knew that I would get a problem, "For you," I handed him white moon orchid.

He looked at that orchid and me in turn, "What is this?" he asked.

59. Recollection II