His eyes would shine in the moonlight and he had the sun in his skin. He was so young, so fair, so tall and beautiful. His name was Takashi. That name forever haunts me, forever condemns me. I will never forget his name. He was one of God’s most beautiful creations, so I thought...
When I first met him, I had just arrived on the island from the airport. He was sitting in the van waiting for us to arrive. He and my father came out and took and my bags and put them in the car. When he was finished he looked saw me staring at him. "Well dear, I would like you to meet someone new... His name is Takashi, your cousin". When I got into the van, I was nervous sitting next to him. I was so shy, I couldn't bear to look at him. The drive home from the airport was so long, and I felt tired. Next thing I knew, Takashi put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer to him. "I see your starting to dose off. Well it wouldn't be too bad if you rested on my shoulder.” I was so shy that I couldn’t answer him, but I didn't refuse his offer...
When we finally arrived at the home we were staying in, I was so happy to find out he was going to stay with us. After he took my bags to my room, I gave him a big hug. Afterwards, he said good-bye and went his way. He said he would be back for dinner but he didn't come home until early morning…
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