• ATTENTION
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    My sister wasn't in the apartment. I told the landlady that she was kidnapped, and the lady really didn't do anything about it but call 911. Tears formed in my eyes, but I tried not to sob. The police men asked me some questions, but I wasn't able to answer them.
    "What is your name?" I said nothing.
    "What happened to your sister?" I began to say something, but I just couldn't say it.
    "Hey! Guys! I found something inside of the kitchen cabinet." One of the inspectors said. There in his hands was a note. I looked inside of it, and it said,
    You want to see your sister for the last time? Then you have to try out who I am. Of course, you know who I am.. and I know who you are.. You're that brat's sister named..

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    "Kyoko!" A girl giggled as she ran over to me. I looked at her weirdly, and seemed to unrecognized her. "Ah..Um.. Kyoko remember me?" Her mouth turned into a big smile. I said nothing, and continued to look through my locker. She sighed, and then shook my shoulder. "Remember my name?" I looked at her from the corner of my eye and shook my head no. "Ugh! Izumi! My name is Izumi!"
    "Nice to meet you Izumi." I turned away and went inside my classroom, leaving that girl behind with a worried look. "Happy birthday Kyoko-sama!" People said to me.
    I've always hated my birthday. First of all, something unnatural happens.. Such as:
    "People!" The principal said. I jumped from my seat from daydreaming. "You have a new teacher. You shall address him as 'Mister Kokei'." Mister Kokei didn't seem old. He had dirty blond hair and brown eyes. About twenty two years old, but somehow it seems that I have met him somewhere, but I'm not sure.
    His eyes met mines, and he gave a shocked look. Yep, I thought. I did see him somewhere.