When I was in grade one, my best friend’s friend was physically disabled. She could think just like us but she couldn’t walk or speak properly. I was very embarrassed of her and never thought of her her as my friend. But now I think of her. I feel bad as for what I did to her and I see who she is. Although I can accept her now, perhaps she is over me because she is in Korea and I’m here. If I see her, I just want to hold her hand for the first time.