She looks to have a deep scar in her heart as well. So many people went mad by the experience of the day. When I first saw actual keloid scars, I lost my words. I am really happy to be born in a peaceful era. This is my real feeling toward the tragedy.
War is brutal.
The word is printed deep in my heart, yet I sometimes find myself passing by it without attention. Every year, noisy the chirring of cicadas in chorus make my foot stop to gaze the plate in the harsh glare of the sun. I have been repeating this every summer. The hard fact tends to be lost in a peaceful time that make people forget the real value of it. Because you feel sad if your mam dies, baby.