September 1989
"I saw all of us. All of us were there, but we were older..." Beverly explains.
"Am I still as handsome as an adult?" Richie asks jokingly.
"You grow into your looks." Beverly states.
We all lightly chuckle.
"What the fuck down that mean?" Richie laughs.
"What about me?" Stanley asks.
Beverly's soft expression turned into a frown.
"Like now but...Taller." Beverly says.
Memory, It's a funny thing. People want to believe they are what they choose to remember. The good stuff. The people we all hold on too. But sometimes, we are what we wish we could forget. Sometimes we wish we have forgotten, what we tried to leave in the past, won't stay there.
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