Why now? Things were going so well.
Maybe I could-
What am I thinking? If I can't even last one day without him, how can I last for the rest of my days?
I...No, we were what made me still go on. How will I move on?
Maybe we just weren't meant to be.
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"Ah!" she cried.
Ashley woke up, clutching her sheets, sweat dripping to her pillow. She watched the sun go up from the open window. She felt the cold breeze on her face as she went off her bed. She couldn't remember anything that happened lately. She took of her sleepwear and put on a blue t-shirt, a white sweater, jeans, and sneakers, and took a jog.
But she never remembered being in this house before.
She took a walk around, when she saw a lady pass by.
"Excuse me, miss?"
"Yes, dear?"
"What day is it now?"
"May 29, 2007. Why do you ask?"
No, it couldn't be. She remembered that it was supposed to be May 29, 2006. But she didn't remember any thing that happened after. She remembered being with someone, while they were going to his house in his car.
"Are you su-"
The woman was gone. She looked back at the house she slept in, and went in. The house was certainly familiar, but she couldn't remember why she was there.
"Why am I here?"
"Matt and Ashley" it read.
She noticed a photo album lying on the table next to the door. It was full of pictures. The 1st was her and supposedly Matt, holding hands. The 2nd was a wacky picture, and the third was her kissing his cheek. She couldn't take it anymore. She ran to the kitchen and took a sharp knife. Then she realized. This wouldn't be what Matt wanted, would it?
Then she saw a picture frame in the corner of the bedroom. She and Matt were hugging.
I love you...
I always will.
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Preview of the next chapter: Flashback. What really happened on that day.