'My name is Jai Waetford.’ I replay the vivid memory of meeting him a month ago in my mind. I lay on my bed with my arms wrapped around my pillow, wiping away the tears that fell with every memory. I let out a small smile with every funny memory, although they were painful to remember, I just couldn’t let them go. I couldn’t let him go…
I hide my face in my pillow, not letting a single hint of light touch my hot, red face. I'd been crying all night now, and it was finally morning. 'He's just a boy..' I say lifting my head from my pillow, staring out the window to see snowflakes gathering on my window sill outside. But he wasnt 'just a boy', he was my everything! Or so i thought...
I manage to sit up in my bed, swinging my legs over the edge to feel the freezing cold, wooden floor boards beneath my feet. I let out a small moan as i stand up and put on my favourite purple jumper from the end of my bed. I put on my pink and white fluffy socks and beanie and walk out of my room, closing the door behind me. I sigh as i begin to make my way downstairs, with the smell of fresh pancakes and french toast filling the air.
