I was on my bed, dressed in a pair of dark jeans, paired with a green crop top and my long brown hair tied up in a ponytail. My suitcase was packed full and presently on the floor, but it wasn't closed yet. I was holding an old photo in hand. And in it was me in a park when I was ten, with my arm playfully around the neck of a small boy. I had on red shorts and a blue top and the boy blue baggy shorts with a white tank top on. There were trees in the background, with kids playing around in the grass. We had just graduated from Middle School then, and we had decided to celebrate at the park with my brother, Jaxon, who was the photographer. Ryan Adams was the name of the little boy. And even though he was a year older than me, then, I had been taller.
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