The same girl!

Gotong POV;

I was sittin' on a small staircase leadin' up to an abandoned home where I've been livin' for the past 11 years as they went by. I saw a boy..strangely he fell down the steep hill that led to my new home, I didn't know how or why he was here.

His face had three small cuts randomly on his face from the fall I ran to see if he was okay but it seemed to me that he looked so familiar to me, but I couldn't think of who he reminds me of.

My mind went blank as I kept starin' at him but as he was wakin' up again, I decided to stand up and run away back to my new home because i didn't want him to see me.

I remember the days when I went back to my collage..The day I left the hospital, I was in my class room writin' down notes about the lesson. Everythin' was fine until it was time for lunch.

People would always come to me and make fun of me because tears wouldn't stop comin' out of my eyes they always called me, 'The cryin' girl' but I was never really cryin' I was really calm about the nicknames because I got used to it but it just kept on happenin' every day.