It is the story of W who is my friend.
W was in a bad bully when I was an elementary school student, and the center of the bullying is S.
S in class,
"This guy does not really have parents!"
I cried.
Because W is sorry I do not write anything else, but everyone in my surprising class laughed.
W was weak and always cried, but that day was different.
Suddenly laughing with a smile,
"Repent"
I cried out with a voice much larger than S.
After that, it seems that he did not return home.
In the meantime S died of a mysterious illness and W was also found lying in the forest died of the same disease.
I think that W was suffering.
I thought that it has been helped yet if I think now that decades have passed.