Welcome to the last chapter. I know... What?! but this isn't the last of the series! I'm making a sequel called 'The memory of you'

Thank you guys so much for everything that you gave me! I'm posting on Sunday this weekend. I'm super excited and I hope you will be too!

I have a sneek peak if you're willing to read it.

By the way, My name's Hailey. nice to meet you. I'm 12 years old and Thanks to all of you, I'm happy.

The Memory of You

This is never a story I like to tell.

He sees it as a blessing, I say it's a bad memory. Well, that's because this is how I saw things. How I spent my year, worried about him. The story has always been something that I never wanted to happen. He left and I think that I left myself.

This is the story of how I unconditionally fell in love with Ranma Saotome.

February 23rd, 1990.

The air was cool on my skin as I ran down the sidewalk for my early morning jog. It was about six o'clock in the early hours and It was chilly. I ran around most of the blocks in our section three times in a row. I finally made it back to the house in time for me to take a bath. I ran-walked to the gate, my necklace bouncing on my chest.

I never take the necklace off, I actually keep track on how many days I have been wearing it. Four hundred and sixty-four days. I don't think I'll say what's inside this, never to anybody.

I shut the door to the house and walked in, taking off my shoes. Kasumi peeked around the corner and smiled. 'Welcome back'

'Hey' I said. She went back to her doings as I walked upstairs. Walking down the hall, knowing Nabiki, she was still in her room. The whole thing with the photo's and the school nobody really cared about. I and Nabiki talk but we still hold a grudge against each other.

I remember that day, one year ago. Being the youngest Tendo, I'm Eighteen years old. Nabiki, Nineteen and Kasumi's birthday is in a few weeks, turning 20.

I walked into my room. I popped on my bed in a huff. Posters hung here and there in my room. One behind my door, one above my bed and one on my closet door. A frame with a photo in it showed me and Ranma, doing the one thing we did best. yelling at each other.

The rest of the family has gotten used to the fact that Ranma and Mr. Saotome left the house around last year, But I haven't been good at it.

Scratch that- I was bad at it.

Ranma left me without a goodbye. Without a trace. And how do I even know if he's ever coming back? It's been a year and sometimes I can't handle it without crying.

'I will always find you'

I wiped my eyes and shook my head. No need for this, time to get ready. I walked to the closet and picked out my uniform. I took off my sweaty clothes and put on my uniform. My hair had grown to just about a inch from the top of my shoulders. And I want it cut again, despite looking like a 'Tomboy' I liked my hair before.

I like the comment ''Tomboy'' now. I have no idea why, but I find it as a compliment.

I rolled my eyes at the thought and grasped my bag. School time was changed to 7:30 in the morning for it to start, so I have about 25 minutes to eat and go.