Michiru: *Sobbing loudly*

Jin: Michiru, cheer up.

Michiru: This is a poem for my friend, he just died, he was only 12!

Jin: They went to school 2gether

Michiru: Please, please be gentle in your reviews. Thank you.

Is my life,

Just a dream,

Am I dreaming,

Or really alive,

Can I not feel pain,

Can I feel your pain,

Do I not cry,

Can I have some feeling,

Or am I afraid to die,

As my eyes tear,

As my heart rips in two,

I weep silently,

As I think of you,

Crying about me,

Wondering about existence,

Asking,

Asking,

Asking,

Am I afraid to live

Michiru: He was like my brother! I just... I just can’t believe someone would go off and kill him! At school, my principal came in and was like, councilors for all over the district are here to see you, because on of the kids in purple hall passed away. When he said his name, and my friend and I were walking down the hall; because the principal was like, If any of you want to get up and exit the room, please do so. And HALF of my class got up and left. I just sat there and said, he can’t be gone. I bet your wondering who. Ask me in a review and I’ll e-mail you. I don’t wanna give out his name publicly.