When I got home last night, I found a letter from the students at the school I used to go to. They want me to go back and talk to them.
Oh, really? Are you going?
I don't know. I used to hate school. So I don't want to go back very much.
But it's different now.
Yes, I know. But it's still a difficult decision. You see, when I was at the school, I didn't get on well with others. And none of the teachers like me.
Well, I think you should go. When I was young, I used to dream of meeting a famous top star. You can't disappoint then.