|•~|{The "special" someone}|~•|

Years ago in Grade 1, I met this girl. Let's hide her name with "Alicia". She was kind, beautiful, and I kinda liked her. ("Liked" ladies, gentlemen, and other fersons.) I liked her, and she liked me back. One of my friends even told me that they said in their sleep, "Alicia Has a Crush on Ron!" Loudly. I could not have believed she said that. Our such "Relationship" made it to Grade 2. She really supported me during my Exams, Spelling Bee's, and even performance tasks. One time, she gave me a note which was erased. But I could slightly still see it. It said "Ron, I admitt it. You are a nice person and I really like you. I want to be your crush." I had no reaction. I was in 3rd grade, when we were separated into two classes. But, it didn't stop us. But one thing did.

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Back in Grade 2, there was this new kid. Let's call him "Lance". I felt it slowly. Alicia was slowly but surely leaving me behind. I didn't show it. But, my face was under a shadow of darkness once I noticed it. I didn't talk to her for WEEKS. And, once we did started talking again, it seems that she didn't even care.

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But. At the end of the school year, she moved to Australia. I didn't even want to say goodbye. It would've taken me 1000000 dollars just to say goodbye to her. She didn't even notice me. Once she left, I didn't speak for a long time. 3 years later, I would move on. And a couple years after I move on, I'm here now. Sharing what she did, and what she made me into. She made me into my own self.

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Making sure it won't feel heartbroken ever again.

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End of chapter.