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Daily Archive for May 13th, 2009
“Goodbye old friend.” That’s what Corey said to me when I got out of his cab today and came into the house. I felt horrible, stupid even because I didn’t remember a word of what he said he and I did in school together. He said we’d been good friends despite running in different crowds. He said he was a “nobody” but I was one of the “beautiful people,” the “famous people” he called them. I remember I was popular but I hung with a lot of different kids and didn’t really attach myself to one single group. As he kept telling me about things he and his friends and I did together in class I thought to myself, he’s got the wrong girl. But then he told me about my unmistakable trademark of a black beret and a Pentax K1000 strapped across my chest day in and day out. He commented on the high top converse I wore back then. I looked down to see the same style on my feet today. I just smiled.










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