A/N: Yay, baby photos!
The Fragments I Catch of Dying Memories
9. I'm Scared I
'I'm in my room and alone, trying to fall asleep. It all looks the same – since we didn't even spend twenty minutes in the Digital World, our time. But it's too similar, you know, because there's no sign of anything having changed. There are no scars, no marks – we didn't even take down each other's numbers because we hadn't notice our D-scanners had turned back into phones.
There's not a trace of the Digital World left, except memories. It's so easy to think that you could have been a dream too – but here's a baby picture to tell you're not.'
