I remember the other kids at Wammy's fondly. I didn't interact with them much, but I liked to help them when I could. I enjoy teaching, I think. Playing with them and showing them what I knew in a way that was hopefully less traumatic than the way I learned. I hadn't heard kids laugh before I came there. It's a nice sound, most of the time. I liked seeing them smile.
Near and Mello I knew better than most, I think. I still only have a few memories, but I remember how fond I still am of them. Near was always trailing after Mello like a little duckling, and no matter how mad he acted Mello was so protective of him. No one got to hurt him except him, I suppose- it reminded me of myself and B, in a way.
I miss them. I miss them all so much. I didn't think anyone would miss me, and I think I was right, but selfishly I still want them all to know that I loved them so much and it... I'm sorry I didn't stay to protect them. It was just all too much for me.
I'd hoped that they would be happier with me out of the way. I am so sorry I was wrong about that, but I still don't regret what I did. I just wasn't strong enough.
And B... thank you for holding my hand.
A (death note fictive)
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