Chap.1 - That Song

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William's POV

I was born in a small populated area near the sea. A village outside San Diego without even a convenience store. As for childhood memories, I remember drawing letters and pictures with my fingers in the bath covered in cement. I'd quickly move my fingers and the grey would darken forming a symbol. In a moment, the water would be absorbed and everything would disappear, but those instants strangely left an impression on me. I lived there since I graduated from high school.

Now that I'm 25, I only go back once a year. After graduation I drifted away from my friends. Every year during Christmas a memory emerges. A very special tune to me "Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence" I still can't forget that song, and every time I hear it something rises in my heart. If I were asked in what specific day I'm hit by this feeling, it'd be hard to reply. Because I usually try to suppress this feeling... It wrings my heart only when I hear that song.

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