Personal Narrative: Maria Orimoto

I, Nasanieru Kage, grew up in a small city of Japan. I was brought up in the belief of honor and to help others. But above all, never leave another life to the clutches of Death even at the cost of my own life. Over the years I’ve grown farther and farther from society due to this rule, slowly slipping to the point I was nearly gone from people's’ minds to be forgotten.

However, in my eighth grade year a transfer student named Maria Orimoto who would only give me her attention. She would always ask me to help her with work, and never any other student or teacher. Then she would ask me to carry her down or up the stairs (Maria is crippled and needs help getting around). Honestly I almost feel like she’s testing me, but whenever I try to touch the subject she starts spacing out. Each day (by the teacher's authority) I’m tasked with bring Orimoto-san home every day as I’m “the only friend she has”.

This is in fact due to how obvious she is, she has long white hair, wheelchair, and is always wearing some cute dress. While in comparison I look pretty stander and blend in all too well. I have short dark hair, wear our school’s uniform, and corners are basically my best friend so I’m always overlooked when alone. However, with her I may as well have a spotlight trained on me with an announcer saying every single move I do. I hate