He felt a empty, and sad feeling everyday. He couldn't remember their names, barely could remember their faces, all he could remember that he cared for one, even more than the others, and someone leaving one day, and never returning. He never cried to his thoughts, though he wanted to. He hoped to see them again someday, but before he forgets them completely. Even Sephiroth was becoming fuzzy in his mind, he hardly remembered him either. Cloud wished he could go back in time to see them one last time. To see that teen with shoulder length hair, the teen with long hair, and their sister. He remembered the long haired one, and the shoulder length haired one best. He completely forgot about their past brother. He remembered nothing of their sister.
He laid on his bed, feeling empty. He needed someone there. Tifa wasn't enough. He needed friends, the friends that called him big brother. He sat up, and went to the room that hadn't been cleaned all those years, but he remembered, after the first year of their disappearance, he threw away all memory, that could remind him of them. He dug through the cabinets, and dressers, under the mattresses, and under everything. Nothing. He kept searching for more, and while he was doing that, a knock came from the door. Tifa opened the door, and she asked,"what are you searching for...Cloud.."
He replied with a sad tone,"memory."
She got curious, and she asked,"memory of what?"
"Them...the three I cared for..."
"Three? How long have they been gone for?" She asked.
"Three years... One left one day, and never returned."
He walked back to his room, and continued to live empty, and depressed.
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Childhood Stories I wrote (4th-6th Grade)
FanfictionWARNING: I was an innocent minded, he screwed up child, read at your own risk XDXDXD most of these stories are horribly formatted. But some have a good plot, if ya read, tell me what ya think, I swore to mysef d get these online one day!!
