"Every, why did you do it? You knew you were going to get in trouble yet you did."
Everyday was always confusing. I wanted to answer, I don't know.
But that's what I answer--almost everyday. So everybody's getting sick of it. Neither do I.
Shrugging my shoulders. "Don't you dare and say: I don't know." She says too quickly.
Putting my hands up, "I won't. I know everybody is sick of that."
She sighs. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. So anything happened in work mom?" I asked her.
I'm trying to change the subject here. And I heard mom was still crushing.
"Ryder--"
"Ryder?"
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Faded Memories
Short StoryTHIS IS A BEGINNER STORY. She's fading. Fast. Everything you had said to her feels almost unreal. Every memories you made with her, it will fade. *THIS IS A STORY OF HER PAST. READ TO FIND OUT, MORE THAN JUST THE TITLE* Cover made by: @letmebetheque...
