"Good afternoon". That is what people say when someone they know enters their territory. I came home, no one did. Yeah, I'm home. It was still lonely. Not because I'm with my family. It's because I'm alone right now.
It's nice to feel free once in awhile.
Right now, I should be somewhere else but something came along. Something that I was scared to happen again.
When we go home, it's just the two of us. Usually, three or four when school is over. The other two goes home. You were my friend. I like going to your house with you but you didn't. The last time you spoke to me, we had a fight. In a silent way.
If only you could read this, what should I do if I already knew the problem why you stopped talking to me?
Don't bother. It's better if someone else is there for you. Maybe now, I'm just a memory. A memory that ruined your life.
*a different life
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Snowflakes
Teen FictionSnowflakes Came from the cold blue sky. Reaching the ground and by the wind, leading it all towards a red thread of love and despair. Once the season is over, it melts like it never existed. Love and hope never existed.
