Overwhelming Thoughts
She turns around and saw the man that called her. Even with his vaguely presented face, she can see some familiarity within. She doesn’t know the identity of the man but she’s slowly realizing it in her mind. She can’t just grasp the idea in her head. It’s having difficulty surfacing to make her mind prioritize its processing. It was just there, sitting in the back of her mind. It’s like a cookie jar on the top of a fridge. She can’t reach it. She took a deep breath as she continued looking around. From the place to the very people that surrounds her, it was all familiar. She can’t deny the feeling of familiarity and unusual comfort that she has right now. “This might be my childhood school or at least one of them. I don’t know how many schools I have been to. Although, I am certain that t
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