Chapter 25

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¬£¬My Old Friends And New Memories¬£¬



^_^Life is a tough thing to go through.
There are always up's and down's,
Left's and right's,
Right or wrong.
But more importantly
You have family.

Life will get hard at times,
But you have to be the one
Who smooths it out
And keep it on a straight path.
Like I said
'Life is like an infant baby
They start out all sweet and innocent,
Then when they grow up,
Things become difficult to take care of.'

My life has been nothing but broken glass.
I cut myself once
trying to figure out what piece goes where.
After that one time
I gave up.

Things aren't put together
Quiet yet.
There's this one piece
That just don't seem to fit.
What can I do??^_^


I closed my book the nurses gave to me just to by past time. So far, I've been in this place for three weeks. I'm able to get out of bed now, but not without help. My legs are still a little weak. School is almost over now, and Cameron's birthday is coming up in 3 days. I have to go to summer school to get caught up on everything. Braydon has been staying with me on school nights, and Kelly sometimes on weekends. He's been so helpful and caring. I just love him so much. My grandmothers' ceremony is coming up too. Angel is going with out me. I was sitting on the chair looking out the window just wishing that the day I can get out of here come faster then it is. I'm tired of seeing the same old walls and the same old faces. The doctors had put me in physical therapy so I can gain my strength back. My thoughts were interrupted by the nurse coming in.

"Uh Ms. Bright there's a guy that wants to see you." My nurse said a little unsure of herself.

"Send him in." I said. She smiled and walked back to the front. I wonder who it is, 'cause normally if it was someone who's been here before they would just walk in. I opened my book again and was about to write when this guy walked in.

"Uh can I help you?" I asked a little confused. He was new.

"So you really have forgotten me then?" The mystery person said. He stood about six feet two, brown skinned, black hair, almond shape Hale brown eyes, and big lips.

"And you are?" I asked.

"Jason." When he said his name it's like a little spark was set off inside. So that must be who everyone keep talking about.

"Jason, Jason." I repeated his name to see if I can draw any remembrance of him. When I couldn't get anymore I simply said, "Sorry I don't know you." I shook my head.

"Ha, ha very funny Khalia." He said unconvinced. What is his problem?

"Why are you here?" I asked again. "I don't know you." This person is really freaking me out.

"You have to know me. I gave you 4 years, of nothing but love." He said taking another step into the room.

"Like I said: I don't know anyone named Jason. So if you don't mind I'm busy now." I lied just to get him to leave. I guess it didn't work because he was still standing there.

"So you just gon kick me out like that?" he asked, sounding a little defeated. But still stood his ground.

"I really think you should leave now." I said getting a little scared as to the result of this conversation.

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