Blackout
Joanna's POV The first day I met him when he came home with Elvis from school. How he fought a boy in my class for calling me a stammerer when Elvis wasn't present. How he accepted my friends and joined us in our every activity. Even when it was against his class he would be on our side. This would make Elvis happy and angry sometimes. I also recalled he would smile the moment he saw me and his eyes shine a bright color. As little as we were then, he always made me feel special. He would always gang up with me during hide and seek games plus other recreations against the others and that day wasn't an exception. From what my little brain could take note of, it was a good day, we all came back from school and did our homework, and then agreed to play. A sudden rain came to be with hea
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