Kari's Diary
August 31, 02: I haven't talked to anyone, and I plan not to for quite some time. Haven't even talked to my own brother. This is very difficult, because Daisuke is stuck in my life permanently. I hardly remember him at all. His face is forgotton, and his voice is a faint sound. The only thing that comes to mind is his goggles, shinning in the sun, as Tai gave them to him. The glare still glints off them in my mind, and I can't help but think of the day when he took them off... ...for good. I can barely write this right now, as I do. But saying his name makes me cry, and it's pure torture to hold a conversation about him. Tomorrow though, I leave for america to visit Mimi. She seems to always be there for me. Always will be too... Dec. 15, 98: Oh crhistmas tree.... Happy Holidays! From Kari, to Diary.
Last updated: August 31, 2002
