Brief
Your friend Julica was really the only friend you had. The bond you shared had started when you were both just toddlers at the age of two; your mothers were friends, which ultimately brought the two of you together. You two hung out every weekend and would talk over the phone for hours! Many precious memories were crafted over the many years spent together. It was pure happiness, like heaven and rain mixed together when you were friends, not even friends, Best friends. Until she died. It was an accidentβ¦ You didnβt mean for it to happen. About three years ago, Julica had invited you over to hang out with some of her "other friends." At the time, you thought they were kind and could never hurt a soul. Wrong. It was merely a faΓ§ade, concealing their true intentions from the world until it was too late to walk away. It was one of those typical summer nights; school was starting the following week, so Julica wanted all her friends to have one last good time before she moved to New Jersey. You expected it would just be the two of you until you saw the other three. Two girls and one boy. One of the girlsβ names was Cordel, maybe? You couldn't remember, only their faces, which were smeared with blood. All you can recall is the look on their faces when they realized what had happened..filled with horror and fearβOh wait! Let's get back to the story βΊοΈ you had moved out of Fredrick to somehow get rid of the memory of that day. Which over time, should go away. RIght? Anyways. Your Aunt Kathy had invited you to one of those parties of her's and offered you to stay the night as well. So you took her offer and stayed the night after partying with relatives you barley even knew. Aunt Kathy was loaded. SHe lived in one of those New York penthouses, fresh, clean, straight. It felt like you were living with the president more than some family relative. Finally, the memory was fading away slowly, as if it almost never happened. What a relief. But not all memories just disappear and go away. You still remember the strawberry cake and those pillars to help the cake stand..thenβ not again. You keep remembering. If only you could wish on a shooting star for it to go awayβοΈβ
The day you had met him was a dream come true, not like how Cinderella did, but actually. He was your new heaven, a replacement to bury the memories of pain and sorrow away into oblivion. The two of you had met because he worked as one of the delivery boy's around your aunt's house. So you saw him usually. But it was like love at first sight. You didn't know whether or not he liked you back, but gosh. If he wasn't cute.the two of you had became friends over time, hang out more. Just like you and Julica. He often called you sweetheart or strawberry. (you liked strawberries a lot) both of you weren't dating..well you didn't know yet, the way he acted was almost like the two of you were. Your wish, like it came true, was just getting better. Thank you for the 300 connectorsπ©·
