"What are you going to do after Haja?"

It's too difficult question to answer right now.
I wrote that I want to find a person who can make a difference through dialogue in my essay.
I guess I will study equality for human.
Or I will join some organization about human rights.
Anyway I will study hard and act with people.
But I have a problem what I can sustain my thoughts through my process in HPS truly.
It's my most serious concern.

Diary
What happened to me?
I don't know why this situation happened to me.
When I was in the subway, I was sleeping on the chair.
I was going to Haja, my school
 at the early morning.
And when I woke up, I didn't know where I was. Because I was in a strange place where was dirty.
A woman stood in front of me.
I said "Who are you?"
but she didn't answer my question.
So I stood up and found the door to the outside.
Suddenly My head started to hurt.
Maybe that woman hit me.
And I woke up on a play ground.
Some kids kicked me.
So I scared them.
Then I started to go to Haja again.
But I still don't know how I got back safely, shy she took me with her.
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Make a dialogue

Suddenly Dooran's cell phone started to ring.
Dooran got a phone.
"Hello?" said Dooran.
"It's me. I will take your grey jacket." said someone.
"Guna? Are you Guna? I will wear that jacket. So you never take it." said Dooran.
"No. It's not my problem. Bye." said Guna.
And she hung up.
So Dooran is so angry.
"What the!" shouted Dooran.
The next day, Dooran went to Guna's room.
"Guna, Are you insane? You are my younger sister. So you have to follow me." said Dooran.
But Guna didn't react her.
After the next day, Dooran had a schedule to go. So she wanted to wear Guna's pants.
Dooran thought seriously, and she decided to apologize Guna.
She went to Guna's room again.
"Guna, Are you busy? If you are not to busy, can you give me a minutes?" said Dooran.
"What." said Guna.
"I want to borrow your pants. Please would you please lend me your pretty pants please?" said Dooran.
"I don't want to do that." said Guna.
"Oh please.." said Dooran.

It's just a fiction. Please don't misunderstand.
This story is usual sisters' daily.

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