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When I was in sixth grade, I went with my family to see a baseball game. I wasn't really interested in baseball, yet when I went there, I was given a shock, since everywhere I looked there were people all around. The people at the opposite of the stadium were as small as ants milling about on the ground. It felt like the entire nation had gathered upon this spot then. So I asked my dad how many people were at the stadium. He replied that, seeing as how the stadium was at maximum capacity, it was probably around fifty thousand.
After the game, the roads were packed with people. Seeing all this, I was stunned. There were so many people here, yet they represented only a tiny fraction of the population of Japan. I read in geography class that Japan had a population of a hundred million, so I went home and did some math using a calculator, and I found out that fifty thousand was only one out of two thousand of the total population. At that time, I was stunned again. I was only a small part of so many people in the stadium, and yet that many people were merely one out of two thousand of the whole nation. I couldn't even begin to imagine the percentage I represented out of the entire world.
Before that, I had always felt myself to be special. I was happy with my family, and I felt I was with the world's most interesting people in my class. Yet from that time on, I realized things weren't like that. The experiences I had in school that I thought were the happiest things in the world, turned out to exist in every school. For the whole nation, this was nothing special. When I discovered that, the whole world around me lost its color.
I found it extremely boring when I realized all these things are all part of a person's ordinary life. With so many people in world, there has to be someone out there living and extraordinary, interesting life. But why isn't that person me?
Before I graduated from elementary school, I thought all about it. So when I entered junior high, I decided to change myself. I wanted to let the world know, I'm not a girl who will only sit and wait. I believe I've tried my best, but everything's the same as it's always been.
With that said, I became a bored senior high student, still hoping for something to change, until the day I met Kyon.
A/N: So, I've finally gotten off my lazy rear and written something. I apologize for the really short clip, but I'm just following a certain formatting. Rest assured, Chapter 1 will definitely be much longer. I'm not really sure where this story is going to go, because giving Kyon the powers, and writing it from Haruhi's POV makes some elements of the original story a bit hard to rewrite. I'd gladly taken any helpful suggestions in the review, seeing as how I feel this project may be a bit too big for myself to handle. Thanks for bearing with me here.