THE RESIDENTS OF THE NEIGHBORHOOD SAID THAT HE WAS ALONE IN LIFE, SINCE HE ARRIVED IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD OF FREEDOM.
AFTER THE BURIAL, SOME DAYS PASSED, I HAD NO MORE HEAD TO GO TO WORK, I SIT IN MY COMFORTABLE ARMCHAIR, ONLY WITH THE BLUE LIGHT OF THE LAMP, AND A TASTY WINE.
WITH ANXIETY AND CURIOSITY TO OPEN THAT CLOTH WRAP, THAT HE PUT IN MY HANDS, AND TO MY SPANISH IT WAS A LEATHER DIARY, AGED BY TIME.
WHO REPORTED THE ENTIRE TRAVEL OF HIS LIFE, BY MISTER PEO, CAREFULLY, I BEGIN LEAVING THESE YELLOW LEAVES, BUT CONSERVED AND BEGIN READING THE DIARY OF MR PEO.
YEAR 1937, JAPAN CITY OF IZUMI, WHERE MY SAD AND LONG HISTORY OF LIFE BEGINS, MY NAME IS YASUKO KAORI, I AM THE ONLY SON OF HARU KAORI AND SAITO KAORI.
NATURAL IN THE CITY OF IZUMI A PROVINCE OF JAPAN, A REGION LOCATED IN KINAI WHICH IS IN THE SOUTH CENTER OF THE MAIN ISLAND OF JAPAN.
TODAY I COMPLETED TWENTY TWO YEARS OF AGE, I RECEIVED THE NEWS THAT MY FATHER AND MY MOTHER DIED IN THE MILITARY CONFLICT OF THE BLOODY JAPANESE BELL AGAINST THE REPUBLIC OF CHINA,THEY WERE