The Forgotten

The Forgotten

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"Is it so bad to want to exist again?" 18 year old Noah Bradley's life changed during one stormy day. Who knew a single rock could change the entire course of someone's life...or even end it? "You're dead?" She whispered, her shaking hand going up to caress his arm. Instead, it fell right through him. "I wish I was. But I'm stuck like this. Invisible." He replied. Being invisible has its perks but after a while, Noah realizes he's stuck like this forever. And only one girl can see him and ultimately release him. "You are the forgotten one. We are the forgotten. The only way to fix you, is to remember you." She cried, sinking to the floor and curling into a ball.
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"It's too much to remember everything and everyone, all pain and hurt is killing me day by day little by little. I wish I could remove all the pain and move on in my life. I wish I could find an eraser or Better a delete button, so that I could start from beginning, without any misery or pain." ......................................................................................... "Hey Eva, you know you can trust me, right? " He asked me again cupping my cheeks, I can't let him continue this. It had to stop now or it would be too late. I can't risk everyone's life specially his. If hurting him means, him being alive then I would do it without thinking. Again and again. "Eva are you even listening to me?" Noah asked moving his face closer. From this close I can even see the scar which he told me about, its just below the border line of his hair, it can be easily conceal but from this close its more real. His eyes, they are magical. I would love to look at them all the time and never get tired of looking at in them. No, I cannot do this to him, I can't be selfish, I have to do something this time. "No" I answer and walked away from him. .............................................................

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