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Michael always loved his younger brother, Augustus. He admired Augustus because he wasn't in the spotlight. Michael hated himself, always being the center of attention. He, for once, wished that he could disappear from the earth. The pressure of social standards, of being someone he could never be. For once, just once.
It was the summer of ’92. The air was slightly humid, a beautiful day outside. The day before summer vacation, excitement could be heard throughout. On this day, ten boys were travelling home on a school-bus from Nagato prefecture. Suddenly, the bus veered into on-coming traffic and crashed into a transport truck, killing everyone instantly. The strangest thing? Only seven bodies were recovered, including the bus driver. Those four boys vanished that day, without a trace. It kind of makes you wonder, what happens when we die? Do our good deeds pass onto our next lives? Is there ever an end? I guess Heaven isn’t made for angels.
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Michael always loved his younger brother, Augustus. He admired Augustus because he wasn't in the spotlight. Michael hated himself, always being the center of attention. He, for once, wished that he could disappear from the earth. The pressure of social standards, of being someone he could never be. For once, just once.
It was the summer of ’92. The air was slightly humid, a beautiful day outside. The day before summer vacation, excitement could be heard throughout. On this day, ten boys were travelling home on a school-bus from Nagato prefecture. Suddenly, the bus veered into on-coming traffic and crashed into a transport truck, killing everyone instantly. The strangest thing? Only seven bodies were recovered, including the bus driver. Those four boys vanished that day, without a trace. It kind of makes you wonder, what happens when we die? Do our good deeds pass onto our next lives? Is there ever an end? I guess Heaven isn’t made for angels.
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