Chapter Seven

You know the shittiest thing about memory is that it linger on something longer than you'd ever want it to. Sometimes that's good because well other things are good to think about but sometimes it's horrible when it stays on the past.

The car parked outside the Lewis mansion a a few roads from our house. Wow! Their house was to die for.

"Beautiful house..." my mom said and Lizzie laughed, "It's hugeeeee..."

We went to knock on the main door and it swung open a few minutes later revealing a very smiling Stacy wearing a black short dress and sandals.

"Hi Stacy.. how are you?" My dad said and the girl smiled making me roll my eyes.

"I'm fine thanks and how are you Mr Lin..? Come on in, my parents are waiting..."

My parents walked in with my little sister in their hand, I trailed in behind then and was startled to feel something hold my hand.

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