This is a story about friendship

This is a story about friendship

And I hate that girl...

This is Emilia...

Her name is Emilia Johnson, she's a transferred student and had came to my class when i was in grade 5. My classmates were excited to welcome a new friend. But when she introduced herself, i realized that something happened with her...

... she is deaf.

"I will use this notebook to comunicate with all of you, hope you can all be my friend... Please use this notebook when you want to speak to me" She wrote on her notebook.

But why did i hate her?

Firstly, she gave me an creepy feeling

When our teacher asked her to read a poem or essay, she didn't even read it in normal way... i thought that she not only can't hear but also can't speak. So annoy!

Secondly, she dragged veryone else down with her

"What are you talking about?"

"Could you tell me what the teacher just said?"...

Whenever she raised her hand in class, everything had to be stopped. We started to call it " Emili time" (Or at least, i did.)

Thirdly, we had all gotten tired of dealing with this Emilia...

Naturally, an anthem contest is a time when your bonds as classmates are tested. Winning the anthem contest is practically a school traditional. It's very important. But thank to her, our class won nothing....

Elmilia stopped smilling. She stopped trying to talk to us. During breaks, she talked to her notebook instead

Oneday, i suddenly thought: "She might have gotten some device that let her hear"

So i checked her ear and found a thing that i didn't know what it is. Then i hitched it and about to throw it out the window on purpose to tease her. The girls made fun at her and the boys were just laughing. But she didn't react. Then i took her notebook and i said " If you want to take it back then use your voice". Of couse, she can't. Finally, i threw it into the drain...

Everyday was fun because we had a new game... this game call "Teasing Emilia"....

But any game have its end....

Emilia's mother knew that she was being bullied at school. " In just five months, eights of her hearing aids have either gone missing or have been broken and they are very expensive... " her mother said and she wanted someone to have responsible for them. "We told him to knock it off a few times, but he never listened to us..." All classmates pointed at me

I tried to explain the truth :

"You were all laughing! Even you, teacher!"...

"And the girls were the ones who said the meanest things!"...

But all of my words were ignored. So everything was my fault...

A month passed.... I had no more friends. People started ignore me. Talking behind my back. Playing pranks on me...

My shoes kept missing, i decided to find out who hiding them. So i went to school early in the morning to find him. Incidentally, i saw Emilia cleaning the class...

"Is she still getting bullied? Poor her!... But it isn't my problem" I thought. Then i went back to the stake-out.

When i got back i found out my old best friends were throwing my shoes into the trash. i was very angry and punched into one of them but after that i received a lots punches and kicks from my old friends...

This is me, the worst person!...

Lately, I'd been wondering... Emilia, what was going through her head when i did stuff like this to her?... I was fainted. When i opened my eyes i see that face...

"What do you want? Don't pretend to be nice to me!" I shouted at her

But she just looked at me and smile

"If you have something to say, then use your voice!"

" You're a coward! You don't say anything, play up how "weak" you are! Get teacher to have to help you!"

" You've never told anyone how you really feel"

I just keep yelling at her...

She mad at me and slapped into my face...

Angry, I kicked her....

Then we fought like children......

A month later Emilia transferred out. Without saying anything, she silently disappeared. She didn't even say goodbye. The day after Emilia gone, i realized something...

So that was my desk after all...

Emilia was cleaning my desk...

Everyday i found horrible things written on my desk... Every day until graduation!!

...Emilia had been cleaning my desk for me!

She was really pleased me off...

Emilia had been cleaning my desk for me...

Every

morning

...

That girl...

really made me want to cry...

Five years later...

I'm very regretful about everything i did to her...

I grew up and tried to find her, tried to learn signal language... that i could speak to her.

Then...

Finally,...

... i found her