Changes

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"I've made a lot of changes but not

forgetting who I was." Niall would say

that a lot. I remember like it was

yesterday when he had the cooked

teeth and wore pools almost everyday.

It's been 5 months since he's passed

and I haven't been seeing much if him

and if I do it's only in dreams. He's

always with his friends drinking at a

bar and then my dreams turn into

nightmares. These dreams control

themselves and I have no power over it.

He either ends up banging some person

he just met or gets hit by a car. It's like

that in every dream. "Julianne. Time to

go." My dad says as we put our things

in the car to go on vacation. Since we

live in Ireland, Were going to the US

for the entire summer. Which should

be fun. "Ready Julie?" Jonathan asks.

"Yep all ready!" I lie. Underneath this

happy face is a broken heart. And it's

amazing how you can fool people with

a smile. I grabbed Niall's sweater as I

went down stairs to get in the car. "Bye

Niall." I whispered as I got in the car.

And yes I named the house Niall and

no it's not weird. We drove to the

airport and boarded our flight to New

York. I took my seat and the plane took

off. It was going to take at least 12

hours or more, so I listened to music

which always calmed me. The song I

Won't Give Up came on and I started

tearing up. He played this song for me

before I went to Italy for spring break. I

then started screaming. I wanted Niall

back. I wish I could hold him again.

"Julianne calm down!" My mother

yelled at me. "I WANT NIALL BACK!!!

NIALL PLEASE COME BACK TO

ME!!"I screamed. I must've looked like

a little girl but I could care less.Then

something was stuck in my arm and I

looked at my arm and then the person

who stuck the needle in my arm and

then I passed out. But the weird thing

is, the person who stuck the needle in

my arm looked exactly like Niall.

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