Memories...
Hello good people of Earth. Even if y'all are bad peeps, hey! I know the title already got some of ya singing the song by Maroon 5. I advice you sing it after this. Memories...*sigh* it's good to have them and it's also a terrible thing. I sit here today and memories come flooding back. I try my best to repress the bad ones with the good ones but it doesn't work that way. I have a great memory. Those who know me well know this. Sometimes, I remember details that even you the speaker doesn't remember. I'm that good. So...why the freaking hell am I talking about memories today? It's simple. For some of us, memories give us dreams and for some of us, it's nightmares. Memories are good like I said before. For example, I laugh each time I remember when my friends and I planned a sleepover or party in our junior common room. Those Friday nights were the best. Those memories give me great dreams about our time in Vale. The bad memories though...we still g
