Abandon Memories
A GAARA LOVE STORY
The week was hard and almost unmanageable. We both managed to find jobs in the same place but it was hard work. Sarah and I worked at a cloths store. Maybe a cloths store doesn't sound too bad to you but we were the only people that worked there, besides the man who ran the store. We had to fold cloths, bring new ones in, fold those, occasionally wash old cloths, take care of the money, refold cloths, and lots of other things. Everyday was the same, woke up, I would cook, eat, clean up, go to work, eat lunch, work some more, come home, make dinner, eat, clean up, take a shower, and go to bed. Sarah and I have become very close. I am the only person she has. We almost knew everything about each other it was crazy and we would talk for hours on end. Soon the months passed by and our new lives adjusted easily. At times we would go to the play ground like we were tonight. "Satu, what was your sister like?" Sarah asked. I thought about her question as silence dragged in. The only noise was my swing creaking slowly as I thought. I smiled remembering her loud voice. "She was amazing. She always looked after me. She was my best friend and I'll love her always." I said. I was just thinking back when a pain shot threw my body. "Damnit!" I cried out as I fell to the ground. "Satu! Oh no! Are you ok?" Sarah asked. This always happened when I remembered something. I wouldn't be able to breath and a massive amount of pain would soot threw-out my body. Sarah was used to it because it happened fairly often but that didn't mean she liked it either. I remembered sitting on a swing. A little red-headed boy. Crying. Me comforting him. Becoming friends. Laughter. That's when it hit me. I gasped, shocked. "What's wrong?" Sarah asked fearfully. "Sarah, I-I have, I have been here when I was little. With a little boy. He was a red head. I remember now! Ooh!" I cried out. "But you said that you lived in a different time." Sarah stated. "I do, I mean, I did. But, I was here, with the little boy. I remember that he was lonely and scared." I said, my mind drifting off. "But how? Don't you know how you could see him?" she asked. I shook my head slowly to the side. "No. I think when I came here, I played with him. We became friends instantly but one day…" I said trailing off. "One day a little girl came. She was older than the little boy and me. She told him he was too young to have imaginary friends. She, she couldn't see me." I said suddenly realizing why she couldn't."Why?" Sarah asked confused. "Because he was the only one who could see me. At the time I was imaginary. Every time I would come to see him, I was asleep." "What does that have to do with anything?" she asked.
"It means that somehow we both…we both made each other up." I said. "But then how could you have the bear? You never had it before." she said. "Yeah, that's what I'm trying to figure out. How is it possible to make someone up but take along a personal item of theirs…" I asked, mostly to myself. Then it hit me like a pile of bricks. I wasn't imaginary, so neither was he! "It was all possible because somehow we called to each other. We needed each other and no one else could sense that, so basically, I was invisible for just the time being. Destiny had a different time for me to actually show up. Here I am. Actually here!" I half yelled. Sarah stared at me shocked and excided. "Then let's go find the bastard!" Sarah cheered. "Yeah! I will!" I said now determined to find him. "First thing in the morning!" I said walking back towards home. "Yeah! And I'll help!" chirped Sarah as we marched into the back streets.