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FIND MY WAY BACK HOME

It’s been two months since Ethan left. I took out the wrinkled small piece of paper from my back pocket and unfolded the creases on them, for having handled by my desperate fingers many times a day.

Stay Safe

I’ll find my way back home.” 

It read in neat calligraphic handwriting. My heart pounded to just hold something that belongs to him. I had no doubt whose handwriting it was, the moment I found it on my window sill, when I woke up from my two days of sleep. From that day on this worn out paper has become my talisman. He came back for me and left me this note when I was asleep. I folded it back and tucked it safely into my pocket. Though he b

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