saying ‘I don’t like fighting’ when you were in the middle of a war. So I had to do the same as my comrades,
climbing down the wall.
I caught hold of the rope and slid down, step by step. Oh, that moment. How I remember that moment. I
slipped and my hand lost grip of the rope, and I fell down from nearly the top of the Great Wall to the other side,
nearly 20 metres from the top. I can remember my own screaming, but nothing else…
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Am I dead? I don’t know. What I know is that for some reasons it seems that unlike other animals, we human
beings always want to fight and kill some other people that haven’t done you any harm. Why can’t everyone in
the world just live peacefully together? I can’t tell. Only time can.
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