ONE

Tokyo, 2006 July 17th

“Hiramoto!”, eh… it sounds that somebody calls my name. Oh no, I can’t remember what is the latest told by Mr. Ashikawa anymore, my English teacher. I fall asleep in the class apparently…
“Eh, y yes sir” my stammer voice invites the noisy of my classmates’ voice. I drown my face, while Mr. Ashikawa only shakes the head. “Keiko, why was it?”, Hanashiba is really the one that understands me. She seems like able to read me. I stop for a moment, while she keeps going on. Several seconds later, she realizes, that she stands ahead away from me, oh no, I am left away behind. “Eh, why stops, Keiko?” she asks and turns her body 180 degree towards my geographic position. “Uh, Megumi,,, you seem to have the sixth sense, huh?” I reply whisperingly. “ye yes, what, Keiko?, I didn’t really hear your voice”. Her face is so innocence, it is impossible that she is a paranormal or spiritualist, I think. ‘It is ok , Megu”. “OOo”

***

It is the time to help washing dish, but I feel my body is lazy to move. With a weak move I go to the kitchen. “Whoaa,..! what is it going on here?”my glance is furious, seeing the stack of dirty dish and glass that make it look like a mountain. It seems like there have been a feast. Where is everybody today? “Mom, mom, Kenji,…!”, no answer at all. So, what can I do, I had to finish this job. The glass and the dish are being washed one by one until the shine can be seen again. Until I have had finished the washing, there is no voice of Kenji or Mom either, especially Dad that always busy with the office work. “I wanna be with you now, futari the distance…” the ring tone,.. “Eoshi…?!!” suddenly I grab my mobile. When I want to pick the call, suddenly it stops. “why stops?” it is not usual Eoshi plays around. Is there something he wants to tell? It's been so long I didn't hear his voice, maybe he is busy until I find it hard to call him.”Oh, later I'll call him back. I want to lay down for a while” I turn my upper body to right and left side “Krekk, krekk!” I feel relief when I hear the sound.

I through the middle room, something has attracted my glance. Yes! A letter without an envelope

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:: Metamorfosa ::

“To Keiko
Mom, Dad and Kenji are hanging out, perhaps later we will home. Take of the house, please…
Withlove,
Mom

They didn’t ask me? It is not fair. “Just see what’s gonna happen if you don’t go home”I am thougtful. They owe an explanation to me.

Today I got more homework, fortunately I gotta friends to count on. Hirota, is really clever in counting, Erika is really clever in art field. Yesterday, I had an adequate time to see her painting, an angel seems to lend his hand to her. But, sadly the talent that is so big in herself can not be last any longer. Erika’s father is a researcher, he wants Erika to follow his way to be a scientist. But no one can exceed Megumi she’s just like an incarnation, like no disable. Not like me that don’t have any qualification. My mind now is flying anywhere, “no sense!”
I don’t even realize that there is a new message in my mobile, I hurry up to my bed. I wish I were able lay down my body for a while,…

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I walk through all the long pedestrian way following a way home. It is so hot till it makes me so lazy to bring the shopping good that mom’s ordered. Heavy enough. 
 
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