His Story

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See the pics above?
well, it belongs to my old friend...

This morning I dream of him. a really weird dream.
The scene is at someone's party.
I walked through a long corridor and saw a door that made by glasses.
I opened it and... there's so many boys in there!
they're wearing all black clothes, some joking, and some playing video games.
I saw him.
I ran out from that room, and he chased me (oh my God, sounds like a cheesy drama!)
We talked about many things.
After I asked it to him...

"Why did you changed? Why did you became this arrogant? What happened with you?"

He just move his head down, and spoke gibberish-I don't understand.
then suddenly I woke up!

what a dream!

after that, I can't stop think about him.
damn! I never know that I can be a fool like this!

We used to mocked each other, laughed together,
shared all jokes and problems...
and now it just becomes a history!

it's sad to know that he has changed a lot.
arrogant, try to look famous and trendy (in fact he doesn't!) and over acting!

I really miss the old him.
I hope in the end of high school we can make things like we used to be.