We were the ones who lived, loved, and learned but our curse was that no mater how hard we tried we never stayed. We vanished into thin air, as so they said after three months, and every three months our friends would forget us, everyone would forget us. We were cursed to repeat out lives every 3 months if we wanted to stay in contact with out friends, our normal, average, un-cursed friends.
We were the ones who couldn't change anything, whether it be history for those in the future or simply our lives. It was just the way it was.
We were the forgotten, we are the forgotten, and all we ever wanted was for you not to forget us.
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Hi, I'm Emily Warburton, and I live with a broken family in a broken home, and to top it all off, I am bullied, bullied by the one person I depended on the most a mere two years ago, my best friend, my crush.. But now my bully who tortures me any chance he gets, I put up with it though.. Why?
Because he is Harry Styles |||COMPLETED|||