He bought a ticket.
He couldn't help himself.
When he landed, it was hard for him to get around being foreign and all.
He made it to the hotel, and speaking the best English he could, he checked in.
His room was on the top floor, and all he had was a pair of clothes, his passport, ID, and birth certificate.
He looked out of the window, and just a few blocks down the street, he could see the Eiffel Tower. The sun was setting in the distance.
He wiped a tear away.
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Amnesiphobia||Bts Jimin
Fiksi PenggemarI fear that I will wake up and you'll be gone. All the memories of you will fade away, and your face will be nothing but a stranger's. I don't want to lose you. I don't want to lose my sanity. So please, promise me that you'll still be somewhere in...
