della

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i watched out the huge wall that was basically a window. i looked down as the new neighbor unpacked. i didn't see anything but her legs, but when she did step out i was out of my front door in seconds.

it was jen.

it has to be jen.

i hopped my wooden fence to her drive way. i was panting heavily, small beads of sweat already hatching on my head from the hot cali heat.

jen-, i mean, my new neighbor, looked at me cautiously.

"you must be my new neighbor!" she said, her smile bright.

her voice.

jen.

i stared at her big round eyes and engulfed her small body in a hug. i felt her stiffen and try to push me off of her, but i wasn't budging.

"jen, jen i missed you so much jen. don't ever leave me jen." i whispered, hugging her tighter.

"jen?" she whispered back, patting my back slightly.

i'm not sure how death works, but here's my jen. my jen who died three years ago in a crash that I should've lost MY life in.

that jen.

"jen how are you here?" i said, standing back up straight and looking down at her.

she was about to answer but i interrupted.

"jen.. i'm so sorry. it should have been me who died. i have missed you so much and i cried everyday until i felt numb. i would hear you singing jen, and, and and i could hear you, jen! i could hear you dancing like you always used to do, jen!" i said, feeling my heart lifting. i haven't felt that in a while.

"she's dead?" the girl replied, looking at me curiously. just like jen did on the swings.

"no she did but she's back! you're her, duh jen. why did you get a new house? i left everything just like you had it i swear. i didn't even touch those weird little squares you have and i eve-" i was rambling before she coughed and looked down.

"jen... before the incident.. i was going to tell you that i loved you." i said, closing my eyes.

"i'm.. im not jen." she said, biting her lip.

what?

no. this is jen.

"no you are jen, you look just like her and tall just like her and-"

"i'm so sorry.."

the numbness i've had in my heart for the last three years are gone. now it's sadness, deep in my heart.

i stared at her for a good two minutes before i sprinted back home. i closed my door, and had my back against it. i sank down and cried. i cried until my stomach ached and my head was pumping with headaches. my knees were pulled up to my head and i just sat there, silent tears racing down my face.

then my doorbell rang.

was i imagining it?

ding.

i got up slowly, opening the door. i looked straight ahead of me and saw the dark night, reflecting my emotions.

i was about to close the door when i heard a small cough from below me. it was my neighbor.

she held movies, tissues and popcorn.

jen loved popcorn.

"hey neighbor. i um, i brought this for you." she said, putting the items down on the small table next to my front door.

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