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Just some short stories started with prompts I found on the internet. I don't own the prompts, but I do own the characters and stories I create from them..... If that makes any sense. Some stories will be two parts, others I might leave on a cliff...

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by 7anywhere_but_here

by 7anywhere_but_here

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A year ago we stayed up till 3am
talking
And today I don't know how to even
say hey

She was my best friend. Always had and alway would be, or at least that's what I always thought. I had known her since we were both seven. She moved to my town all the way from Arkansas. Along with her came her two older --twin-- brothers, and her parents, and two pets. A Guinea pig and a dog. When she first came I wasn't to sure, she was a new student, and my seven year old self couldn't figure her out.
I don't actually remember it. How we started talking. How we became inseparable. I think we were paired up sitting next to each other. In the second grade we had the same teacher, were put in the same class, and I do remember sitting next to her for quite sometime before we moved seats again. She was the smart and pretty one, the one everyone seemed to like. And I was the average one. We were both moderately shy around people, but in a class full of other seven and eight year olds she was the more outgoing of the two of us.
I loved her to death. She was my greatest friend. In third grade we were put into the same class again. And then fourth grade is where I thought it started to go downhill. Maybe it was third grade, I don't know. But fourth grade, we were put in separate classes, I was upset, but it wasn't like we were in a big school. In each grade there had to have been barely even thirty-five of us in each grade.
Soon we finished elementary school, we were still best friends that trusted each other with anything, but I was sure something had changed. Seventh grade, a new school and a whole lot of new people. We didn't have any periods together except for lunch, but that was okay, we sat next to each other everyday.
But as the years raced on, I found that we were slipping away from each other, farther and farther away. Before I knew it, we'd pass each other in the hallway, just like another person.