The Beginning of Letting Go

The Beginning of Letting Go

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"I lay with my head on my desk, staring at the empty one beside me. I'm glad that my peers know well enough to not try to talk to me. I do not have the mental capacity to handle that right now. Because it's the first day, we stay in homeroom for about an hour to deal with schedules, handbooks, paperwork etc. Everything is going as well as it possibly can considering the circumstances. Or so I thought. Twenty minutes after the bell rings, enters a boy." ******************************** High school senior, Sloane Spencer, is having an extremely difficult time dealing with the grief of losing her best friend, Scarlett, to a tragic incident over the summer. The more she goes over it in her head, the more she blames herself, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. The secrets she's keeping about the circumstances of Scarlett's death are eating her alive. It's the first day of school and Sloane is expecting a very lonely year, as she has mentally prepared herself as best she can, to see an empty desk and locker next to hers this school year. That is until new kid, Peter Townsend, from Boston, plops down in what used to be Scarlett's desk, blissfully ignorant about who's desk he's sitting at. Peter, also feeling pretty alone in the world, has a secret that he's keeping as well. What secrets are they hiding? Through each other, will they find the hope and healing that they so desperately need?
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I frowned, thrown off "Do i...remember?" "Do you remember..." she starts but her voice falters. She glances down at the sand, biting her lip debating whether to even continue. She then takes a shaky breath and finally looks up. Eyes locking with mine " do you even remember how you got it?" Her question hits me like a slap. I open my mouth, then close it, my brows furrowing as I force my brain to rewind. How did I get it? Nothing. Not a single clear memory. She steps closer, her voice trembling, but the edge of anger sharpening her words. "Or when? Or where? Or for what reason? Or what it even means?!" I flinch at her tone, but I can't answer her. I try. God, I try.. I look down at the sand beneath my feet, forcing myself to dig through every memory, every hazy night out, every stupid decision I might've made-but nothing. Not a single moment of how I got it surfaced. I let out a frustrated breath and rake a hand through my hair, feeling the panic rise like bile in my throat. When I finally lift my head to speak, Ashley's already staring at me, and I can tell-she knows my answer before I say a word. "You don't remember," she says softly, nodding like she expected it all along. __________________________________________ Crazy thing happened...Three years ago, a tragic accident left Ashley scarred and shattered. Aiden survived, but when he woke from a year-long coma, every memory of the girl he loved was gone. Now, Ashley clings to the hope he'll remember-But as time slips through her fingers, the question haunts her-will she lose him all over again? And Aiden... will he ever remember in time? ........ ⚠ warning ⚠ : Mature language, Mental health challenges, Annoying scenes, Heart breaking moments...

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