Walking home from school with you, my friends. Buying the same chocolate bread at the same bakery. Sharing the soft drink that one of us bought. Laughing at our hilarious jokes. Looking at the houses we passed by. We do these things everyday, after school, and we're not getting tired of it because we're having fun.
Who would have thought that our little journey would end so fast. We parted ways, not looking at each others back. It hurts so much because it's just a memory now, a memory that will be forgotten soon. I don't know, but maybe you guys have already forgotten about those precious memories.
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