... A continuation

Back at a different net cafe. The owner of the last one I used to go to figured out I was a savage. I'm kind of surprised it took them so long to figure out. Somehow, it's written all over my face. I guess I'll never understand.

Where did I leave off? Oh yes. My sister. Right now she's in Lazu with Monica and I'm stuck here alone. It wasn't always like that though. For about a year I lived with my cousin, Sabrina. I had always known I had a cousin named Sabrina, but I had no idea she was human.

When I first met her I was ready to give up, just following my feet. I accidentally bumped into a human and a fight was about to break out. It was then that she picked me up and took me to her house. She saved me. Not just that, she told me that she knew exactly who I was at first glance. She also told me that there was no difference between humans and myself. She hated how people referred to me as a "savage". She bought me clothes and shoes and let me live with her. Her apartment was my second home. I loved her dearly.

It's thanks to her that I was able to go to school and make friends. Well, I made two: Amy Brendal and Zachary Oddenwal. I learned a lot of things from Amy. She was my first friend. She was the the first person to be nice to me (well, second. The first was the principal, who knew my cousin. the receptionist doesn't count). She taught me about refrigerators and merry-go-rounds and movie theaters. She even invited me to her house once. Her mother didn't like that at all.

I met Zack one morning that I got to school early. He played the piano every morning in one of the music rooms, all alone. I was the first to be able to listen to him play at that time. after a while, we started meeting every morning. Both he and Amy were my only friends at school. Sabrina always said that I was lucky to have such caring friends. She said it was proof that changes needed to be made in the way we think. Back then I never really understood her.

Just when I thought things were going to be ok again, the media took notice that Hemmstead High had a savage as one of their students. That however, was only the diversion. The real problem was that by staying on Earth, I had not escaped my attacker. They kidnapped my cousin and took her to an abandoned house, and used the media to slow me down. When I finally got to her is when I met her. The same woman who stole my ticket back at the harbor was the same woman who...

She could have killed me right there. But she didn't. Instead she killed... before my very eyes. Why didn't she kill me? I would have gladly accepted death if that meant...

I collapsed. When I came to, I was at the police station covered in blood. I only wished it was mine. There was a very kind reporter and psychiatrist there. Aside from them and the, everyone else believed I did it. No matter how much I wanted to stay, I couldn't. my cousin's death was a clear sign that I was not strong enough to protect myself... and those that I care about. So I left.

It's been 6 years now. I'm definitely stronger than I was before. I've been training in and out of my village all this time. My goal is to be reunited with my sister again, but until then I've decided to resume my studies, in honor of my cousin, who didn't want people to say that I was "ignorant". Come August, I will be in touch with the principal of Hemmstead High and enroll as a senior. Thank goodness the principal is the same as when I was a 6th grader.

Wish me luck!