He finally left and I was escorted back into the classroom with familiar faces. I was curious enough to take a couple of glances at my friends but I couldn't stare too long.
It hurt a lot.
I left them hanging and I came here out of the blue.
I wasn't expecting anything but just pure disappointment from them.
We used to have an unbreakable bond. We were all intertwined with everyone in a different way. Some would be physically, emotionally and even mentally.
But that was all before.
All of us couldn't even look at each other the same.
That's why I left.
I left for the better of them, and for me. But the longing of them just pulled me right back.
I hope we could all come to terms.
But even if that didn't happen. I always had bits and pieces of all us. I still have my memory.
I needed them back.
Controlling my breathing I became unstable, I wanted more. I wanted them back, I missed them.
I couldn't live like this.
Even if I make mistakes again, it'll be okay, right?
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A Memory
FanfictionI opened the present that my father gave out of the blue. It was a camera, something I've never asked for. "Why this?" "So you can record" He tossed himself off of his chair heading toward the door. "Record what?" "Whatever makes you happy."
