The Girl Named Yuki
Reading Yuki's hidden notebook
That night, I searched the cold room very carefully.
Behind a board, I found a small .
The said one word in soft letters: "Yuki."
My hands were shaking, but I opened it slowly.
I have never read someone's private before.
But I felt that Yuki wanted me to read it.
The first page said, "I love this house so much."
"The attic is my place," Yuki had written.
"I have hidden my treasures up there," she wrote.
She drew small pictures of the house and garden.
Yuki has lived here since she was a baby.
She wrote about the attic, the window, and the stars.
"At night, I tap on the floor to say hello."
Suddenly, I understood the small sound above my room.
The tapping was Yuki, saying hello in her own way.
On the last page, her writing became very weak.
"I do not want to leave this house," it said.
"I have loved every corner of this place," she wrote.
I closed the and held it to my chest.
came to my eyes, but I was not scared.
Yuki was not a scary at all, I realized.
She has stayed here because she loves her old home.
I whispered, "Yuki, thank you for your story."
But what did Yuki want to tell me now?