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prologueDear my Diary...... 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.

Prologue My Dear Diary ...... honor the memory of my book. If you open the book already. Sorry story in my diary, it may not be as beautiful as a rose in the garden behind my house somehow. But I wanted to write it with my heart pure. I wanted to write and record the memories of this for the people I love. You know? Since the day I met her for the first time. I am really very happy to have someone to understand my life. Although it was just the two of us, however briefly. I do not know Why I can not forget her part. I cry every time I was discouraged, I always see her smile comfort me. Why every time I laugh and smile with a breeze of joy, it is often a face full of smiles with her ​​at all times. But I did not want the story precious memories of the two of us have dissolved from my body. So .... I decided to write about my memories from the two of us met for the first time. In order to meet the people I love again, even going so far eluded them somehow. As long as until the day I leave this world. In the story of my memory.

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