As she looked back up at the window where she spent many a night, as a little girl cuddling a teddy and pulling the cover right up around her. She remembered those hot summer nights, and even hotter summer mornings that would awake her with sunbeams across her face and body. Those night she looked up at the moon, full moons of course, and wished all her wishes with her hands clasp tightly against her heart.

Now coming back after all these years, it hit her, and she remembered that one night. It was the most vivid memory she owned. There was no erase button for it…

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