Staying away from home for the first time felt like hell. Three days without my parents, without my usual routine, and my mind just wouldn’t shut up. And then, just like that, a childhood memory hit me out of nowhere—reminding me of the time I asked her to hug me. The past and present blurred, dreams felt more real than reality, and for a moment, I forgot where I even was.
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