『 1| memories 』 ❝ apparently I have a bad memory. ❞
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You know what is very calming? To just lay down for a second, and think about your life. What is going to happen next or just about nothing. Looking to the clear blue sky with some clouds. Smelling the flowers, even the one you probably crushed when you lied down in the field.
When I think about my life, I think about how boring it is without Gilbert. Because, believe me, it is. I'm glad that I have a new friend that I truly trust. Not that I don't trust Ruby or Anne but, this new person is different than the rest. Good different.
His name is Cole. I decided to sit next to him with lunch once. It was the best choice I made since Gil left. We really connected and since then, I spend a lot time with him when we are on school. I know that he is really busy after but, sometimes he makes time to hang out with me.
Writing was getting harder these days. I don't have much inspiration anymore and I don't feel like I can do it. When I'm done with my homework I just stare at the wall most of the time. Until Adam wants me to help him with something. When I'm distracted or bored, I can just stare at something for a long time and admire it.
A loud scream causes me to jump. I look up from the grass and see a young lady attacking Kyle with a broom. "What the hell?" I mumble in my self as I run up the her. "Hey, Hey, Hey!" I stand defending in front of Kyle. "What's going on?" I ask her.
"He attached me!" She aggressively points with the broom at Kyle. "Says the one that is holding a broomstick!" I grab the stick out of her hand and throw it on the ground. "Okay, what exactly happened?" She gives Kyle a death glare and mouthed something to him.
"My brother, threw a broomstick to my head." I look at Kyle and smack his arm. "What?" He asks me. "She came out of nowhere. I thought she might was a thief who wanted to rob me." I see in the corner of my eye that Adam is running towards us.
"What is going on? You guys are yelling so lou- hi, I'm Adam." He smiles to kyle's sister. "Emma." You got to be kidding me. "But, What happened next?" I ask, wanting to go back to the story. "Well I felt really attached and wanted to smash the broomstick in his face."
"Oh lord. Are you okay? Do you want to go inside? Have some tea?" Adam suggests. "That would be nice." They walk to the house for some tea, leaving me speechless. "What?!" I groan out of frustration. "That went so fast. First I was lying in the grass, calmly. And before I know you almost get attached and now Adam and your sister are going to drink tea?"
"That went faster than when I ate those self made mini pies." "How- How can he get a girl in ten seconds and I can't even get a chicken to let me take an egg?" Kyle sighs and says, "wow, we have sad lives."
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"Grace, what's this." Adam points at a wooden box that was laying under a blanket. There were some stuff sticking out of it and the blanket was a little dusty. I guess it laid there for a while. "Uhm, I don't know. You should look in it." He removes the dusty blanket from the box and folds it.
The first thing he takes out of there is a book. It has a green cover with golden letters on it. "Selance Normani. What a weird name." Adam shows me the book. "Let me see." I say, when I open it. The pages didn't look that old or vulnerable. On some of them were some words written.
Every word on this page is for you ♡was the one sentence that I couldn't keep out of my head. I had the feeling that it was for me but, I can't remember when I should've gotten it. "Who's that?" Adam points at a name that is written in the beginning of the book.
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"I can't remember them giving it to me." When did they give it to me? I should ask them later. Oh, and I don't think Jerry even can write English. "Look, there is also a sweater." Adam holds a grey sweater that is very familiar to me. I almost broke my foot and I was at the Blythe's house.
When Gilbert was outside chopping wood he wore that sweater. It was snowing, John's favorite time of the year, and the snowflakes were on his sweater and he looked really cute.
"Yeah, I have to take that." I say as I take it from his hands. The rest of the stuff are memories of my friends. Like I said, I can't remember putting it in there. I take one last look in the box but, my eye stayed on a framed drawing.
It was a portrait of me at the G tree. Who drew that? Was it Cole? Or was it someone I forgot about. What wouldn't surprise me because, apparently I have a bad memory. Guess I have to find that out soon...
