Introduction To my notebook of stories ...... In honour of my memories in a notebook. If anyone in this book, and then open the record books. I'm sorry, my diary story in it may not be as beautiful as a rose in my backyard as it. But I wanted to write it with my own pure and I wanted to write a story, properties of this memory to the people that I love. She knows it or not since I have met her for the first time. I really am glad someone how to understand my life. Although it is just a short time, however, our two people. I also don't know the same. Why can't I forget she's not down. Why every time I cried. Regret is often discouraged seeing her smile wiped my consolation. Why every time I have a laugh and have happy smiling winds, it is often filled with smiling faces of her with every time. But I did not want to give the story the precious memories of our two people fade from my. So I decided to write the story of my memories since the day we met with two people for the first time. In order to meet the people that I love again even if they want it to fade out as far. As long as I can until the day goodbye from this planet! On behalf of my memories and stories.
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