I couldn’t wait another day.

I was done with this place. There were too many memories, but no real reasons to stay.

I was leaving.

I left you this letter, to tell you how I feel, and to tell you all of my memories, so that you will never forget me, and that even when I go away, you’ll still be able to keep some of my old memories alive in this place where I have lived for so long.

In the first memory I have, I remember that I…..........