...not only it's a killing game...there's *Practice*...?! ......wait...I remember there being 16 people...before we all passed...out... ......thank god my mask is covering my stunned face...I even close my eyes so not even Ama can see my sad expression...(I swear, she can read my expressions well! Or is it the eye holes on my mask...? I don't know-)...I can't go out and make a scene...If I did...then it'd only spell doom... ...This is just the hell I was living with the whole 17 years... ...I can't cry and break down now... ...I can't believe it...I have to really toy with my emotions myself... ...... ...I hope The vollyball player and the french planter is alright... ...If I lost them, I'll absolutley lose it... ...get a hold of yourself, Anna!... ...I don't need to punish myself...right-?...for not showing what I learned for all my life...?... ~~~ {END}
