MAMORIES OF A JAPANESE FRIEND

    5 years ago, I was still in Johor Bahru.I recognized a Japanese, he had short hair,a little belly, and he was short.
    At that time,I was like a tyrant, loved to bully others.He was one of the victims.My friends and I always liked to bully him.I still remember,my friends even took off his trousers... ...His face was ridiculed and suffering from the first day when he travel by the bus-2021.I think of him several days ago.I feel so regret for what I had done.
    One day,when the bus reached the place where he stayed, my friends and I saw a serious man standing beside him.We all felt fear and so worried,we thought that the man would chid us but he made us "surprised".The man made a bow to us!!O...M...G!!!What happened to the person?That movement made us knew that ~~He was really a JAPANESE!
    After that incident,we all dered not to bully him again.We became his friends.I still remember, one day when I was chatting with him, he took some shells for us,we all excited to share his collections that he took from the beach.When we asked him questions,he shook his head unceasingly.He did the posture ~~cooking ,OH!!hahaha~~we all laughed, because it is his dinner...I gave him the saddest moment,but he left good memories for me...I feel very thankful but regret.
    We lost contact since I moved here..I always wish ,that I can see him. If I really meet him, I think the first word I say is not HELLO, but'SORRY'!