Stories About A Few People I Know
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Last published Tue, Jun 21, 2016
"I had stopped thinking about how it all ended. I stopped reimagining the hug I gave him at the airport as I said goodbye. I stopped remembering the piles of letters and packages with the "return to sender" stamp placed on them that came back to my house. I stopped thinking about the single page I received from him months later saying that he moved on, that he didn't want the relationship to continue. He said that we had a nice summer, but a summer was all it ever would be. It was never anything special to him, not like it was to me.
I never forgot that rejection until now. Something about just being with him made that disappear." ~ Part One: Isaac
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A collection of fictional stories based off of people I have met and experiences I have had. All names have been changed for privacy.
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