“Hey , look who it is”, said a particularly young boy who oddly felt familiar. This voice? Yes it really is him, but what is he doing here? And where am I? Wait, why is my surroundings so blurry? What is happening?! Ahhh! My head, it hurts! “Aww if it isn't little Luna, what a sweet name you have. But what is that on your face? Oh shit! Is that ugliness? How could someone as ugly as you have such a name? Luna…Hahahahaha!!” I remember! This is Dane, the one who kept on bullying me throughout my middle and high school life. As if struck by bad luck I end up having to suffer from his harassment for a pretty long time. I hated him a lot. But what is this? Are these memories! Why am I remembering them now? Wait ‘Remember’ ?! I feel like I am forgetting something. What is it? Ahh, my head hurts. And also it's so cold. I'm trembling, but at the same time why am I feeling so sad? Huh! Tears? Why am I? MO
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