>My name is Ranka Ookami. I am very sick little puppy.
>My Onee-chan is typing this for me, because I can't. She is crying. The reason she is so sad is because I'm so sick. I was born without a body. It doesn't hurt, except when I try to breathe.
>The doctors gave me an artificial body. It's a school bag filled with leaves. The doctors said that was the best they could do on account of us having no money or insurance.
>I would like to have a body transplant, but we need more money. Onee-chan doesn't work because she said nobody hires crying people. I said, " Don't cry, Onee-chan" and she hugged my school bag. Onee-chan always gives me >hugs, Even though she's allergic to polyester and it makes her sneeze and chafes her real bad.
>I hope you will help me. You can help me if you post this message everywhere you can. Dr. Johansen said that every time this message is posted, Hiroyuki Nishimura will team up with Kissu and send a nickel to NASA. With that >funding, NASA will collect prayers from school children all over Japan and have the astronauts take them up into space so that the angels can hear them better.
>Then they will come back to earth and go to the Pope, and he will take up a collection in church and send all the money to the doctors. The doctors could help me get better then. Maybe one day I will be able to play baseball. >Right now I can only be third base.
>I try to be happy, but it's hard. I wish I had a pack. I wish I was a pack boss. I wish that very much.
>Ranka " Kusoinu " Ookami