her long time ago. I like her because when she reads me, she always touches me carefully. One day, I was stained by her but I didn’t feel angry or sad. The stain was her tear. As I felt our hearts became one, I was happy. However, I couldn’t know her true feelings. I wish I could talk about the story of mine with her. Then our hearts could become one truly. I hope she reads me again and again from now on. 生徒作品:原文ママ