Second Candy

What I wrote is a story about waiting. Waiting for someone to come, waiting for someone to leave, waiting for a letter, waiting for an answer. Wait for a summer to pass, wait for many years to pass, and finally understand that some things can no longer wait. When writing, I often think, if it were me, would I wait? I have no idea. Maybe if you wait, it won't matter. Seriously, if you feel sad after reading this book, go grab a candy bar. Any kind of sugar will do, just sweet. Because there is already too much bitterness in this world, and it can be sweet for a while. As for the people in the story, let them stay in the story. Now, this book is in your hands. I don't know who you are, why you opened it, or what you are going through right now. But thank you for taking the time to listen to me tell this story. If you cry after reading a certain paragraph, that's okay, I did too. If you think of someone after reading this, think about it. Being able to think of someone is a very lucky thing in itself. Finally, I have one thing to ask of you. If you happen to have a candy handy while reading this book, please peel it open and put it in your mouth. Then in that sweet moment, live a good life for the people in the book. They can't survive the one after that, you can. Now, please turn to the next page. The story is about to begin.