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I wandered around the city that night. 

Thoughts....maybe old memories...kept flashing and appearing in my head.

The good.

The bad.

The better.

The worst.

I knew I was a vampire, but I didn't have the time to get over her like she did. 

They say falling out with your best friend can feel like a break up.

And boy...did I feel like I couldn't breathe. 

Seeing her act as if I didn't exist broke the beating heart in my dead body.

The beating reminded me of Michael's existence. 

It was now or never. I climbed up the fire escape outside of her window. She was her room.

I knocked on the door and she saw me. 

We locked eyes and I felt a tear escape rolling down my cheek. 

Time froze...or that's what it felt like. 

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