After I put that last dot after the y, I closed up the only true friend I seemed to have anymore. I slowly walked over to the window, pulling away the blinds to reveal the dark night sky with bright stars in the sky. Ever since I was a little girl I would always wish on the first star I saw in the night. Of course tonight I was a bit too late, but I might as well make a wish. "Please have Steven Hyde get back together with me." I felt a tear slide down my cheek. I had been wishing for this same thing for the last month. So far it had obviously not worked, but I always had a little bit of hope. I looked down at Point Place. So many lights. I swore I could see which one was the Forman's. I imagined seeing him and Samantha walking into the basement... but wait, Sam isn't here! Oh whatever!
I heard Fez walk into the kitchen and open the fridge door. Obviously it's time for him to have his midnight sugar binge. I turned my head to look at the clock hanging over my closet. Exactly twelve. "How does he always remember?", I mumbled to myself. "It's getting a little late." I walked over to the my light switch. I flicked it off and ran to my bed. I never told anyone, but I'm a little afraid of the dark. I crawled into the covers, and buried my head into my pillow. I slipped my hand inside the pillow cover and retrieved a small piece of paper. It was a picure of Steven and I. I could still see the huge tear stains on certain parts of the picture, and burn marks on the edges of the photo. I had started burning the picture as soon as Steven broke up with me, but decided against it. I peered over at the counter and saw my diary. Hot pink with big green flowers on it. Total seventies style. I smiled to myself at how many happy entries were inside of those pages. Steven had given me the diary. I looked back at the picture for a few more minutes. I finally slid it back underneath my pillow gently. I started to cry into my pillow softly. This was my basic routine to get to sleep. I would just cry until I finally fell into a deep sleep full of dreams about Steven, and sometimes even Michael and Eric. But I seemed to be worrying more about Steven than either Michael, or Eric. I just miss all of them so much.
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