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Instead of my deceased friends (亡き友にかわって)（273）Manabu Nakai（中井 学）I was asked to write about what I had experienced as a mobilizedstudent injured by the A-bomb for the book named “Tomoshibi.” I replied“Yes, I will.” without thinking deeply about it. But I soon found itconsiderably more difficult to write than I thought.In those days, I graduated from Nobori-cho National Elementary Schoolin Hiroshima City, and just after that. I was a first grader who entered ajunior high school in the city. When I left my home that morning, who wouldhave thought that such terrible things would take place soon after that?On August 6, 1945, baby-faced junior high students died from anew type of bomb (the Atomic-bomb) which exploded above Hiroshima Cityat 8:15 a.m. Their bodies were burnt by its rays and they got badly injured.There are still missing junior high boys and girls. Thinking about the factthat there are still missing students and some of my friends who lost theirparents, its grief is beyond description. Who could expect that we had to walksuch a long painful way? At that time, students were sent to places to work,to do “building destruction to reduce the expansion of fire.” They didn’t haveenough food or drink and they were forced to leave their homes even thoughthey had no return tickets to see their parents, brothers and sisters. Eventhough it was one of the national policies at that time, I think that even Goddid not know their destiny.The more things I remember, the stronger my deepest miseries comeback to me as something beyond description. I also participated in “sokai”work and was injured there. The severe pain I experienced after the war andthe difficulty in living in a confused society were too severe to explain toothers.The war ended on the fifteenth of August, but a new conflict of livingbegan in my mind. I want to believe that man’s knowledge will lead us tobetter situations. But actually, a terrible evil spread and prevented us fromreviving ourselves from the burnt fields we live in. Some students could notshare everything about what they had suffered, and made persistent effortsat living alone in the ruins. I really think that they were tough. I graduatedfrom school in terrible circumstances. I have done my best diligently. And 50years have passed. Even now, I cannot forget my friends who were living life