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It's ok. The little girl said to herself as if she could handle it all the time. Nothing big deal, truly. She had done all the things she could and read all the reading materials at hand. What could you expect from her during the time she prepared for her coming? You will not admit that there is something wrong with you. No, you won't. And you never did. The little girl immersed herself in the cold winter of forest covered by the thick snow. Blizzard comes, she is cold and coughing, but you never pay a visit or take a look at her for a while if passing by. No, you never do so. The ice may melt, you thought. And that's the way season circles around, don't panic, you said it briskly, as if the world is solely spinning around the tropical climes for your dwelling. She will adapt to the winter climate, sure thing. If she can barely cope with it, I wonder where she can go at present. The tone in you seems to be harmless. That is the way you look gentle all the time. Absorb it! Right away. You always tend to behave like that, without a doubt. I saw the little girl coughing but meanwhile vomiting without any food or something. Does she really vomit nothing? Once upon a time you came across her and saw such scene. You wondered why the little girl kept vomiting, but nothing came out of her mouth. That was so peculiar, you thought. The little girl should wear more clothes, you thought. But you just had had a look on her on your way to somewhere, and then dashed off your own trip. Still, the little girl is coughing, coughing and then vomiting nothing else. All the things she had done at a scene that you took a simple glimpse and said to yourself, "it's ok," your own brisk tone again.