I'm really starting to hate this...
I know too much to be able to enjoy this. I understand that if I'm forced to grow up again my entire family will suffer. I worry about how much time and effort is being put into restoring me to my usual age.
I was so lonely when I was 9 the first time round, but at least then I knew I'd be going home once I turned 10. Now I'm not even sure where home is. I don't belong here... there are too many memories. I suppose it's the same in Tokyo, but at least there I'm busy enough to forget sometimes.
I tried to smoke earlier, it only took one drag before I was sick.
I feel stupid for ever thinking this could be another chance at life. It's just a reminder of the past I can never get back.