Thirteen.

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Anisha.

As I arrived home, I unlocked my door, entered and slam it. Slamed it so hard, that it could've broken into pieces. Just like how I am.

I definitely hate when my anger turns into tear. I stompped up the stairs, trying not the cry. “Hey nish, You okay?” Did I mention that I had my best friend Justin staying with me? I honestly didn't care at this point. “Yeah I'm fine” I said bluntly, continue walking forwards to my room.

At this time my eyes are spilling pits of tears and my face is red. My heart skips a beat and I find it hard to breath.
I continued stomping up the stairs, trying my hardest not to let out any sobs and trying to breathe,but I .. I couldn't.

My tears were falling like a waterfall. I was crying a river, for a boy who just fanzone. Twice. I've waited so long to reunite with him and see him,but only for him to fanzone me.
I was mad.

Mad at him for not knowing who I was.
Mad because he didn't recognize the face he used to see everyday.
Mad because he didn't keep his promise.
As I was half way through the hallway and few walks from my room. My eyes wear soaked from warm tears.

“You promised” I whispered annoyed as a tear rolled down my cheek again. I kept repeating those words in my head Remembering how he would say,
“I'll never forget you”

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