It is a story of 20 years ago.

At that time my friend was hospitalized due to illness.

It was when I and my other friend went to her room.

She should have been lying on the bed at that time.

When I was going up the stairs, I passed with a person who looks exactly like that, I chased after that, but I could not catch up with it at all.

And I did not know the room where she was supposed to be.
I heard it later, but then she was in the intensive care room.

In the following week I met her and talked to her, but she ended that weekend.

She seemed to have been sick a bit in the spirit, when I left the patient's room saying that I and my friend would go home, I was crying like I had never heard of it before.

I still remember what it was like to whine in the ward.

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