Things I can't

Travelling all around the world, Harry left Hayley with only her eyes to wipe, untold words, a broken promise and a shattered heart.
But some things can't be erased : a past full of memories she'd rather forget but always will cherish, and an indelible mark, bonding them, forever will remain.
Three little words engraved in her skin and meaningless now that he's gone.


3. Happy Birthday

Today is my birthday, I'm 20.
20 years old ... Today is a special day, I am no longer a teenager. This is the beginning of a new adventure for me.

I got up quickly ,so excited about this day. I went downstairs and walked toward the kitchen. When I walked into it, my mom was there, quietly sipping her coffee. When she saw me she just smiled to me. Ok, nice, my mom isn't even able to remember the birthday of her own daughter, I thought.
Resigned, I walked to the cupboard where was my cereal and opened it. On the box was an envelope. I took it and opened it, and there I found out a plane ticket to New York.
It was at this time that my mother shouted "Surprise! Happy birthday Sunshine !"
"Thank you! Thank you so much! It's the best day of my life, I can't believe it" I yelled, jumping into my mom's arms.

I immediately called Tamara to announce her the big news.

"This is a dream coming true!" I said before she could say anything.

"What??!!! You go to America?" she shouted.

"Yes! New-York babe!"

"Woah, you're so lucky. And when are you leaving?"

"Next week!" I said all excited.

"Oh, it's soon."

"Yes. Sorry Tamara I have to hang up, I'll start to pack my bags. I'll call you later to see you before I leave."

"Ok, no problem. See you soon. Bye Love" she said.

"Bye sweetie"

I couldn't help but jumped everywhere in my room. Still another week to wait and I can finally get out of Holmes Chapel, this damn town that reminds me of so many memories, sometimes painful, and be free to do whatever I want to and forget everything.


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