a story of three debaters

my dear friends,

so hard to think about my last day to see you. my last day when i am completely gone and leave our laughter. cry is always in my eyes, but i just don't show them.

i am thinking now about our last debate, our last sparing, my last sleepover with you guys. i just completely remember about every little detail we have done. i could write essays and essays and still it's not enough.

so i just want you to flashback to the past.

when we were just that green in that debate and i absolutely embarrassed myself by telling "we can be more creative" over and over again.
but you can see now that we three have developed our ability in the way we are.

i don't know that you will care about our last debate. but you start to cry and it reminded me about everything i have learned and felt.

there is a character who keep forgiving, keep being forgiven, and always be a good girl. there is one of us who always have excuses and compromises, but can you guarantee that i won't miss that someday?

i have many words to write down. but maybe it's better for me to keep it by myself. but the point is i really will miss every small-silly-meeting that we planned in some places. and "she" started to excuse and walk away. it made us sick but we still laughed it.

someday people will realize it that there was a time that three girls were so solid, and then, just that simple, someone has replaced it.

just good luck girls! for three of us!