Forgotten (Jason McCann)

She looked exactly like her. I couldnt tell if i was hallucinating or just seeing things, probably both. I thought as I looked down at the girl I had recently bumped into. She was beautiful. She was perfect. So fucking perfect. What if it's her? No it can't thats not possible. Is this real? Maybe someone drugged my drink. Or am i just really drunk? No this only happens when im high. "I'm Frankie" She smiled. "I'm Jason" I smiled back. Her smile was beautiful. Just like Emily's.