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She didn’t say my name. But she whispered something… and it sounded like regret. I didn’t expect the flood of memory — but it hit anyway.
She didn’t look at the lens — she looked just below, like she used to when scared. No other stream ever hit like this one.
The pillowcase had a tear on the right side. I made that tear during a tickle fight. Each second pulled me back further.
The blanket had tassels — I chewed one off during a lazy Sunday. I didn’t expect the flood of memory — but it hit anyway.
She drank from a chipped cup I accidentally broke once. Each second pulled me back further.
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