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Hayden Smith PoV

I've heard most of them

have collected tiny things about themselves.

But, I don't remember a t h i n g.

They say I lost my memories in the most stupid way.

The frustration builds as the taunts make the wall.

I feel nothing but e v e r y t h i n g at the same time.

I am a violent storm now, tearing once treasured posters,

knick knacks, everything.

I calm.


H a y d e n S m i t h: How about November 5th?

W i l l i a m W a y: Ayee I'm free thne

I v y Z h a n g: Same 👽

I s a b e l l a P e t i t - B r u n: maybe.

W i l l i a m W a y: Coem on iec princess

I s a b e l l a P e t i t - B r u n: *queen.

I s a b e l l a P e t i t - B r u n: and maybe.

I v y Z h a n g: OH SNAP!! 😂



Joy fills me up.

A little voice says this is all so pointless.

But I ignore it.



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