I wanted to cry as hard as I could and shout as hard as I could but still, my body couldn't do whatever I wanted. Memories keep on restoring my mind.
I don’t know how I should react. I think I need to be happy that I regain back the memories little by little or I would be sad because the memories that kept flashing back are the memories that I am hard to let go of.
Hard to remember because the pain is still there stabbing you from front to back.
“Iris, wait for me!” a girl started to run towards me. She's smiling as brilliantly as the sun. She acted so cutely again.
I smiled at her and stopped walking.
“Why didn’t you wait for me?” she said while gasping for air.
“I thought you already went to school,” I said and continued to walk.
“You always forget about me! I thought we've bee
