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.
i didn't have any friends. I've been bullied for 8 years because my parents own the biggest company in the world. Never in the world would i thought i would meet Harry Styles and fall for him (This is my first story i hope you like it)