The wind blew, the leaves fell and floated around. There was a light chilly breeze on my neck. The sun was setting, it was autumn time. I was outside, practicing strikes with my sword, practicing Kendo. Kendo is the art of the sword. I soon became tired and drenched in sweat. I decided to enter my house, it was covered in the orange light of the sunset. When I entered, I took off my dusty gear and saw that I had a message. I took the phone and read it. The message read: “Your appointment to see your friend in hospital is at 7.30pm.” I glanced at the clock, it was 7.15pm. I was in a panic, I didn't know what to do. I quickly returned to my Kendo gear and placed it in my polished steel locker. As I was leaving, I decided to ride my silver-blue bicycle, so I could go faster. Going to the hospital to see my friend was the most important thing on my mind right now. I was ready, determined, ready and going. It was bitterly cold like I was in Antarctica, but I wasn't about to let the wind get past me. As I pedaled and pedaled, I thought about what my friend was like and how we became friends in the first place. It's been since our parents met. You could say we were childhood friends, we acted like brothers together. During middle school, my friend's parents divorced. They soon found new partners and, without thinking, were blinded by love and abandoned my friend. I asked if my friend could stay with us, but my parents refused because my friend was a girl. She graciously accepted the reason and decided to live alone. Every now and then he came to my house in the morning. At first, I was surprised to learn that my friend was a girl, since she continued to wear a... paper medium... charcoal smear, and smoky gray clouds were under the silver fluorescent moonlight. The ray of moonlight passed through the window of the room and dimly illuminated a medical book I was reading. As I continued my studies, I imagined that in twelve years I would become an advanced doctor. Being able to heal his wound, so he can see the outside world again. Also be able to find ways to continue to improve his health over the years, so that he can practice Kendo again. However, thinking about her perspective because of waiting for years, perhaps she may no longer want to participate in Kendo even though she enjoys it, but she may want to teach it one day. At first I realized once again that it's easier said than done, but if it's for my partner, then I'm willing to sacrifice my time. To achieve something great you need to make a sacrifice.